Stories From JamRock

My Father Came One Day

There were many of us in my village who had been sent to live with relatives because our birth parents couldn’t or didn’t want to take care of us themselves.  I was told that my mother had gone to “make something of herself” and would send for me when she could.   I never had any such reassurance about my father so it was a complete surprise to me when my mother showed up in Morris Hall one day, and the gift she brought was my father.

You gotta read what else came with him!

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