The Blessed Ignorance of Being an American
A little boy ran up to us with a baby in his hands. Curious as to what he was doing I turned and faced him and he immediately placed the infant in my arms, smiled at me, and ran away.
A little boy ran up to us with a baby in his hands. Curious as to what he was doing I turned and faced him and he immediately placed the infant in my arms, smiled at me, and ran away.