Emerl, Amy, and the Unfolding Story of a Mother’s Love
Introduction The afternoon sunlight streamed through the kitchen window, painting golden stripes across the floor. Emerl, all of seven years old, with a mop of unruly brown hair and eyes that held the vastness of the summer sky, was meticulously arranging brightly colored pebbles on a plate. Amy, his mom, watched him from across the … Read more
