Bleeding hearts

So there’s a kid. Sweet kid. Smart like a buggy. Best laugh ever.

Anyway, this kid has some growing pains. I won’t mention them all here because it’s not my place. But this kid, this sweet kid, lives in a trailer. Not a mobile home. A fifth wheel – like – trailer. And it breaks my heart. I don’t know what to do.

It’s forty goddamned degrees below zero, and this kid and his three brothers are living in a *trailer*. In someone’s back yard.






2 responses to “Bleeding hearts”

  1. janfromthebruce Avatar

    And something to so like, cards (or card game), puzzle, and things to draw with.And some great books for boys (so they can escape within their minds).

  2. liliannattel Avatar

    Bring them food. Something delicious that they might not have otherwise. And filling. And nutritious.

i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.

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