His father shook his head sadly, “It’s time for you to go. There are no smells in the . We love you. We will always love you.”His mother could no longer hold back her tears. They flowed freely down both cheeks. “I believe we will see each other again. Until then, be well my dear, dear boy.”
His mother could no longer hold back her tears. They flowed freely down both cheeks. “I believe we will see each other again. Until then, be well my dear, dear boy.”Ramuell awoke desperately needing to empty his bladder. He climbed out of the sleeping bag and struck a hasty pace down the latrine trail. Glancing over at the kitchen area, he saw several people watching dozens of loaves of bread baking in large hemispheric-shaped, wood-fired ovens.
After attending to his urinary urgency, Ramuell’s mind r
