Another Old Theme











He smiled with a missing tooth grin and offered his hand to shake.  When I reached forward he suddenly grabbed my hand and pulled me with strength and control closer to him.  

With his other hand he pressed a warm round of bread lightly against my bare arm to let me know it was fresh from the oven.

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