It s My LifeChapter 4
Annie rose and headed for the door, giving us a worried backward glance just before she went out. I went to old Ben's chair and helped him get up. Though he had regained a lot of strength on his healthy side, the side that was affected by the stroke was still weak. It was better if we helped him to move about. We slowly made our way to the old man's office. I settled him behind his great oak desk. I had, by now, been in many of the local trainers' offices. I had to admit that Ben's was...