Written by Eric Arthur Waking up, I stretched my arms, yawning. Alfred’s bed was empty. I took my phone from under my pillow and checked the time. 9:05. Gosh! I was going to miss church if I don’t shower quickly. My little man down...
Written by Eric Arthur Waking up, I stretched my arms, yawning. Alfred’s bed was empty. I took my phone from under my pillow and checked the time. 9:05. Gosh! I was going to miss church if I don’t shower quickly. My little man down...