Depends On How You Look At It

Christine and George were friends of mine when we lived in Stephenville. As was her custom, Christine was the first one up in the morning to get the two kids ready for school and her husband off to work. On this particular winter morning, when she pulled open the drapes, she was greeted with a…

Depends On How You Look At It

Christine and George were friends of mine when we lived in Stephenville. As was her custom, Christine was the first one up in the morning to get the two kids ready for school and her husband off to work. On this particular winter morning, when she pulled open the drapes, she was greeted with a…