This is the beginning of something good.
“Hey!” Billy yelled across the waiting room as Bert emerged through the mechanical hospital door. Surgery happened 48 hours prior and Bert was walking around on crutches (“…as best you can,” Yolanda explained as they were preparing his discharge papers. “It will look wrong, it will feel wrong, and, honey, it will BE wrong. ButContinue reading “Bert’s Knees”