The first time a man hurt me, I was 8. My story isn't unusual
I had just graduated from Northwest University, a Christian college on the Eastside, and was preparing to spend two years in Jakarta, Indonesia, as an associate missionary.
I wonder what life might have been like had these things not happened to me.
The clouds cleared by late afternoon, but when I arrived the park was empty.
I wonder what life might have been like had these things not happened to me.
The clouds cleared by late afternoon, but when I arrived the park was empty.