Odom, the Teddy Bear
At age nine, I am on a hospital bed, clinging to Mommy who is lying beside me, her arms intertwined with mine. The skinny nurse asks her to sleep on… Read more »
At age nine, I am on a hospital bed, clinging to Mommy who is lying beside me, her arms intertwined with mine. The skinny nurse asks her to sleep on… Read more »
I jump from bed at the sound of the garage door rolling up. It’s early morning, a little before sunrise. Somebody’s breaking in; I’ve been hearing about burglaries around the… Read more »