Father Hans, a kid during the occupation of the Netherlands, was my spiritual guide when I was young. In the long years I’ve suspected he was Mom’s lover. She could do worse, but there was better weather she could lock us into.
Father Hans, a kid during the occupation of the Netherlands, was my spiritual guide when I was young. In the long years I’ve suspected he was Mom’s lover. She could do worse, but there was better weather she could lock us into.