At twenty-eight, my younger sister's life had ended before it really began. A year ago she was diagnosed with a brain tumor and my world fell apart. The vibrant, feisty, beautiful sister who had been my best friend for a lifetime gradually became a vague shell of...
He was kind of scary.He sat there on the grass with his cardboard sign, his dog (actually his dog was adorable) and tattoos running up and down both arms and even on his neck. His sign proclaimed him to be "stuck and hungry" and to please help.I'm a sucker for anyone...
