09-16-2021, 07:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-16-2021, 07:56 PM by Lottie Blacke.)
The soft tones of her son stirred her heart. "Hush Bill. Joe, yer my son and I love ye." She tabbed her eyes with her sleeve sniffed heavily. " I accept yer apology, but we need to talk about what ye'eve dun." She could forgive, but would not forget.