Every Sunday I nudge Sam in her direction, and he walks to where she is sitting and hugs her. She sm

Posted 8 months, 4 weeks ago
Every Sunday I nudge Sam in her direction, and he walks to where she is sitting and hugs her. She smells him behind the ears, where he most smells like sweet unwashed new potatoes. This is in fact what I think God may smell like, a young child's slightly dirty neck.
~ Anne Lamott