By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 02, 2021 From the Improvement Era, April 1941 – Return By Christie Lund Coles Papa was home! As I stood in the stuffy parlor that had hardly been opened since he left, with its red plush sofa, newly dusted organ, and high book-cases, my very blood seemed waiting and my heart hit like unkind knuckles against my scrawny ribs. Seeing him again, the last two years seemed like a dream. It seemed only yesterday t...
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