He grew up in a cabin in the woods. His mother died in childbirth. His father raised him, an only child. His father was stern. They weren’t close.
In town, his father bought oil for their lamps, including one, on the front porch, which he burned all night, “in case anyone comes by.” But no one ever did.
At 18, he left for the city. Forty years later, he decided to go back for the first time. It was dusk when he got there. He had a hard time finding the old place, but then he saw the light.
In town, his father bought oil for their lamps, including one, on the front porch, which he burned all night, “in case anyone comes by.” But no one ever did.
At 18, he left for the city. Forty years later, he decided to go back for the first time. It was dusk when he got there. He had a hard time finding the old place, but then he saw the light.
