While I write this, I can see both my daughters and my wife sleeping on the floor. While the building is secure, and we do get some sleep, it isn’t the fitful rest we need or want. Nerves are shot, tempers are short and we are running low on supplies. I’m sure playing lookout and keeping watch is making me more tired than ever. Thankfully we found this place and met Jim and Mildred. I’ll write more on that later.
When the power went out at the house, I felt the cold, spindly fingers… Continue