The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

like to go to the library here?” I asked. “We could get you a card, check out some books about science and medicine if you’re interested.”

His eyes lifted to mine for the first time in days, and I saw a flicker of something that might have been hope.

“Really?” he whispered.

“Absolutely really,” I promised.

We went to the library that afternoon. Ethan continue reading …