This story was created for a son going abroad to live with his mother. This project was a collaboration between the writer and personal friend Mark White. It was a catharsis of sorts for me. I was beginning a new life with a new wife and my third child by this same ”new” wife.
I had been prone to feeling sorry for my self from time to time during this period because I didn’t have my first two children living with me. I was like the proverbial man who cried because he had no shoes until he saw the man that had no feet. My friend Mark had no feet. I at least had mine in my here and now, if even on alternating weekends.
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