Something I have been thinking about of late, perhaps moreso in the last two years than any time previously, is the implications of growing up without a father (the plurals sound wrong in that sentence, but that is how I want it anyway).
There is no cavalry - growing up fatherless
Something I have been thinking about of late, perhaps moreso in the last two years than any time previously, is the implications of growing up without a father (the plurals sound wrong in that sentence, but that is how I want it anyway).