Jane pressed her palms together and held them there. She wanted to clap, to join in the applause John most definitely deserved; however, she did not want to be the first to shatter the serenity.
Retracing the path of John’s presentation she tried to get her hands around what she was feeling. John’s stories were mostly about fights. His conflict with his mother over his choice of wife. His argument with his wife about choosing their home. His battles with his ...Continue Reading →