Hold your Brother’s Hand

 With one hand on the shopping cart handle and the other linked to the smallest of three toddlers, a young mother scanned the busy parking lot from the curb."Hold your brother's hand when you cross the street," she said.The four year-old wrinkled his nose at the younger boy to his left.…

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Love Ribbons

A wide bow, sparkling with polka dots adorns a package on my desk. I know its contents, since I opened it two weeks ago. Too pretty to resist, I rewrapped the gift box and set it near my monitor as an eye-tickler. I adore gift ribbon--wire-edged gossamers, thin curling strands, or…

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