The Table of Grace

7:30pm. Dark outside. Cold too. After more than ten hours away from home, my family fell through the door of our home and collapsed. But my rest was short lived because like infernal clockwork I soon I heard that familiar bane of every mother’s existence echoing down the hall…. “Mom, what’s for supper?” So I opened […]
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