Published August 24, 2013, 10:00 PM
Coming Home: Whether it poured or sprinkled, birth story holds truth
It’s late summer and the grass is tall. It scratches my bare legs as I walk on the two-track road up to the hayfield. I wear shorts because it’s summer, it’s hot and there aren’t many more moments these legs will get to see the light of day.By: Jessie Veeder, INFORUM
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