Helping James, Part 2
It was early evening when I arrived at my sister's house. James was already there. I asked him how he was and he said he was coping well, but I could tell he wasn't. It had been 2 months since my nephew's…
Helping James
I heard the back door click. Katy was home. "Hi mum," she called from the kitchen. "Hi dear," I replied from the lounge. "Mum, would it be ok for James to stay over?" I turned my head to see a…