One Carpenter Spent His Savings to Keep Five Young Siblings in His Woodshop

burner hissed as the blue flame licked the bottom of the pot.

I opened the drawer where I kept my single fork and two spoons.

The dollar store down the road had only had mismatched plastic bowls left on the clearance shelf.

I lined them up on the table.

One was bright blue with a yellow rim. Two were neon green. The last two were red, though one had a continue reading …