I miss those days, standing behind the counter in the Regina Gardens café. I miss the smiles the elderly ladies and gentlemen would send my way as they waited for their coffee.
She Saved my Sister
May 10, 2008 at 7:16 am (short story, thoughts)
Tags: asthma
My youngest sister has asthma. She has been using puffers for her asthma ever since she was little, but she hasn’t been using them lately. They were expired.
