Every day while we were in Shell we walked down the hill, across a rickety bridge, and up the jungle road to the casa. Whenever we took the kids out to do something in town, like a trip to the park, to get ice cream, or a visit to our house, we had to make the trek. On this day we were taking a few of the kids home after they had spent the afternoon at our house. Jhonny, the little boy I am holding, had a checkup at the hospital that day and he was still pretty upset. He does not like people in scrubs…
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