It was early August 2012. We were on our way to the Jimmie B. Keel Regional Library. The brilliant Florida sun was shining through the windshield of my parents’ sedan and my two girls were giggling in the backseat. They…
It was early August 2012. We were on our way to the Jimmie B. Keel Regional Library. The brilliant Florida sun was shining through the windshield of my parents’ sedan and my two girls were giggling in the backseat. They…