A Mom’s Tears

By Stephen C. Schultz



"The only description I can give of this mother upon arrival is pure exhaustion. I gave her a huge hug as she came in. She seemed to sink against me. Her eyes were glassy as she took in the facility, the photos on the walls, the boys rooms. Within about fifteen minutes of her arrival we were packing up her son and sending him to the mountain."




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http://oxbowacademy.net/a-moms-tears/

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