I was proud when a kid in the neighborhood came to me with his injury. I washed, cleaned and bandaged. Then I asked why me, and not Angi — his mom. He shrugged it off. But when I found out that he and Scout were “carefully” carving with pocket knives, I knew exactly “why me and not Angi”. This kid has had a past with pocket knives! SETH!!!
Neighborhood Injury
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