Hope is all I have to give

"Do I look like somebody that can get a job?" he asked me.  He will be the death of me, my son. He just turned 18-years-old. He is tall and so skinny. He is simply beautiful to look at if he stood still long enough to be seen for very long. Every time he leaves the house, some part of me fears for him. His height and his age are a lie. He is not a man yet---but neither am I....more

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