My Strength Is That of a Hundred Men Because My Heart Is Pure

She’d like her son to know she’s strong. Fifteen years of keeping him safe all by herself have done it. She says, “Try and get my fingers off the steering wheel. See if you can do it.”

This tall, handsome boy of hers in the passenger seat tries and cannot.

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