The Perils of Step-Mothering
“I can’t see”, he whispered as he touched my shoulder. I jerked awake, not grasping his words, but registering the urgency and fear in his voice. “What? What is wrong?” I mumbled as I struggled to sit up while reaching for the light switch. “I can’t see. I can’t open my eyes,” the 14-year-old youngster… Continue reading The Perils of Step-Mothering