
I have a confession:
I have a confession:
“Where’s the music?” was the most commonly asked question after my last piece. “Are you really that stupid?” was a close second, followed by “Can you walk and talk without falling down?” […]
“Stop it!! Mama, make him stop it.” We were puttering down I-26 in Mrs. Ellison’s Datsun, my newly found second family and me. I didn’t quite understand why Matt’s mother let me […]