Prologue
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Rough Road to Happiness
Prologue
“Please, lift me up,” the child asked, looking pleadingly at the two adults as he held the brass angel tightly in his small hands.
The men smiled at one another; this was the first Christmas of which their boy was really aware.
Lifting the precious boy aloft, both men held him as he reached out and reverently placed the ornament in its rightful place at the top of their Christmas tree.
Once the child had been lowered to the carpet, all three gazed at the decorated tree, with its twinkling white lights, gold and silver tinsel streamers and wide variety of ornaments. The adults reached for and took the other’s hand, silently celebrating their success at negotiating the many problems that had prevented them from enjoying the happiness they now celebrated.
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