“‘When I was a little girl, Daddy would take my letters to the backyard and very carefully burn them in our big brick barbeque grill as I watched
Find out more. After I finished my story, Molly looked at me very seriously and said, “Why do you always smile like that every time you finish that story?”
I looked at her quizzically, and she continued, “That is the same kind of smile you would give us when you were telling one of your big fibs when we were little kids.
. you. Tears
welled at the rims of her eyes
“‘When I was a little girl, Daddy would take my letters to the backyard and very carefully burn them in our big brick barbeque grill as I watched
Find out more. After I finished my story, Molly looked at me very seriously and said, “Why do you always smile like that every time you finish that story?”
I looked at her quizzically, and she continued, “That is the same kind of smile you would give us when you were telling one of your big fibs when we were little kids.
. you. Tears
welled at the rims of her eyes
“‘When I was a little girl, Daddy would take my letters to the backyard and very carefully burn them in our big brick barbeque grill as I watched
Find out more. After I finished my story, Molly looked at me very seriously and said, “Why do you always smile like that every time you finish that story?”
I looked at her quizzically, and she continued, “That is the same kind of smile you would give us when you were telling one of your big fibs when we were little kids.
. you. Tears
welled at the rims of her eyes
