comes lets go for a walk dad. Ok but lets make it short. He was bleeding from the cancer and it was hard to walk far. They walked down the side of the hill to the wash. As the dog ran a head. There in the simple moments of life, the seed of friends starts to grow. The moments to enjoy that are often look passed by busy life. Soon dinner time would come and joy of cooking as if they were cooking for a kings. Such plaing put in it. It made his spirit bright to cook for someone. He took delight in giving. They sat dine with few words. Just yum very good. Yumm I do say so. A smile would be in his heart as fed his daughter. You know he would say " what will the food be when we dine with the King" as if they could even know. What joy just trying
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