Skeletons in my Closet part G or part 7
Part 7 Finding Keith's skeletons and creating more of my own. When we got home from my mother's funeral. I walked my daughter to her room telling her to lie down for a while as she was upset from burying her grandmother. I walked out to find Keith once again standing at his war wall. I saw his hand go to that picture of him and those 5 men. I went over to him. I wrapped my arm around his waist as I asked, ”How many of those men had he not forgotten?” Keith looked me in my eyes as he...