Burt slid his arm around my shoulders and pulled me closer and nodded to me with tear-filled eyes. I know my eyes reflected back my total fear and deep dread of radiation, but I nodded my consent much like a soldier would do when he surrenders in combat.
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The Stranger
This story of The Stranger could be all of our stories. Sad, but true. Many years ago when I was a child, my dad met a stranger who was new to our small town. From the beginning, Dad was fascinated with this enchanting newcomer and soon invited him to live with our family. The stranger quickly accepted and has been around from then on. As I grew up, I never questioned his presence with my family. In my young mind, we had a special place just for him. My parents were complementary instructors: Mom taught me good from evil, and Read More