DoughallDeeson

The Penitent Pup by DoughallDeeson <br/> You stand, dressed in jeans, bare feet, a buttoned shirt, open at the collar. Your head is down, looking at your feet. Hands held behind your back, clasped together. You’re nervous and shift slightly on your feet but you don’t look up. “Greet me,” I tell you. “Good morning, … Read more