carmentutic

Things seemed strange this morning, as I packed my bag for school.

I heard my father talking to my mother down the hallway.

Above the whispersall that I could hear was...

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Set a place at the table for someone who might need it.

Set a place at the table for someone to sit

down and eat. Kick their shoes off, put

their feet up. Forget about their troubles

for awhile. When there's a place at

your table, there's a little hope