“Grass Crown*” by Cynthia Watte Connell

I don’t remember her crying. I don’t remember her fear.  I don’t remember him leaving to serve a country that hated him. I don’t remember him coming home to the shouts and slurs spewing forth from neighbors who only saw him as different. None of them remember that he saved their families, their freedom, their […]
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