family, Life, religion

Sunday Scratch

I had to get up. I had to take pills. I’m grouchy. People are missing. I have to think.

And read.

This reminds me of some family history around that time. Fascinating. I wasn’t sure it would hold me, especially since it’s 400 pages. But at 300 pages in, it still has me hooked. Deeply hooked.

At times it makes me wonder if Chris knew my paternal grandmother’s family.