Wings of LOVE
Keeping an eye on the dogs trotting ahead, I looked over the lush green fields while I followed after them.
It was my turn to walk the dogs, so I took them on the usual path in Braiding Down.
It was quiet and after the day I’d had, I needed that.
‘You’ll never get a job if you don’t succeed in these lessons,’ my teacher had told me.
It wasn’t the first time I’d heard that one, and I knew it wouldn’t be the last.
Being dyslexic didn’t make the classes any easier, but my teachers couldn’t understand that.
With a heavy sigh, I looked up to check on the
