The Show Must Go On
Tabitha came into our meeting, her hair hanging in her face. “Does anybody have a hair clip in here!” she called out. I’ve written about
Tabitha came into our meeting, her hair hanging in her face. “Does anybody have a hair clip in here!” she called out. I’ve written about
“And a one, two, a one, two, three, four,” Tabitha counted out. Her feet tapped rhythmically across the floor as she counted out her dance