Driving along the highway, The Nugget informs me that one part of his seat belt has come undone. I instruct him to do it back up again, to no avail. He is quite concerned for his welfare and starts to panic. I am unable to stop where I am and being less than a minute from our destination, assure him he will be ok. Concentrating on traffic, I then tune into the conversation between The Nugget and The Angel when I hear and this will keep you safe. I quickly glance over my shoulder to see the two of them in the back holding hands. The world is a beautiful place when all you need to keep you from harm is to hold your brothers hand.
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 22:30:01 +0000
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