He boarded a ship bound for another city several hundred miles away. He was a man on the run. I’ll go back when the disaster is over and see their destruction, he thought.
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Burned Biscuits
I’m learning over the years that it is good not to dwell on each other’s burned biscuits; but rather to see something good in that person; to accept each others faults without notice, and do notice their good traits.
The Gate
The old man wept uncontrollably. “No. I knew about Him, but I never…” He sobbed so much he could not speak. He trembled as he heard his sentence: