d-d-dad

Updated: April 30, 2025

The old carryall leaped a thank-you-ma'am clean. When it struck, the hickory wheels bent to the storm, but did not break. Instead, they shot their load into the air. A low-hanging branch swooped down and swept the canopy, supports and all, off the carryall. William never looked back. Lewis clung to the back of the front seat. "D-d-dad," he stuttered, "p-please don't say anything more to him!

George Agnew Chamberlain - Through stained glass