He had a bad day. Today it wasn't the red hair he was being teased about, as when he was younger, but instead it was the unnatural blockshaped head that he had grown into. So he went to the beach and tried to find some comfort in the beauty of God's wonderful creation. But he stepped on a sharp thing that some jerk had left in the sand... poor Blockhead.
Thank you so very much for the precious gift of your heart!Manon