He ain’t heavy, he’s my brother
My guys are home from Boy Scout camp.  Asher had a particularly homesick week.  My heart skipped a beat when he told me about it and recounted how Grayson sat with him and rubbed his back for two hours one night while he cried.I’ll remember that as the pillows and lacrosse balls are flying across the living room…
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