Six Pairs of Thick Gray Socks Saved My White House on Elm Street

the kitchen and placed it in the small ceramic dish on the counter where I kept spare buttons and twist-ties.

My feet felt warm inside the thick gray socks Dr. Albert had given me.

I looked at the blue ceramic teacup sitting on the counter, the one with the small chip near the handle. It was clean and dry.

I decided to leave the kitchen and get ready continue reading …