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

drawer and pulled out a fresh, clean pair of the soft gray wool socks Dr. Albert had given me.

I pulled them over my feet, one after the other. The fabric was thick and soft, warming my heels instantly.

I looked around the quiet bedroom. The small white bandage on my heel was long gone, the skin fully healed and smooth.

I pulled the continue reading …