I was not one of those girls

I gazed around the room.  At the front of the room stood the Sunday school teacher. In the chairs were the boisterous boys - always noisy, always pushing. Huddled together like a pack of young hens where the girls, talking and giggling. They were friends, each a piece of a complete little social circle. I... Continue Reading →

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