It was Christmas time. I was staying with Larry Green.
I had brought a bunch of presents in bags, mostly.
When I brought them out, one bag that had cards and stuff came out with the rest. Larry mistakenly opened the cards and read his before I was able to write in it. I was going to pray and ask God what He would say and write it down.
I told Larry, and he put the cards back in the bag. He opened the gifts before the word came.
His dog was my friend. He climbed all over me, and he even laid on the floor next to me. But, one time, I thought that I heard him growl at me, and I was slow moving so as not to get bit.