“You're Missing a hand." And you're missing a brain!”

“You're Missing a hand." And you're missing a brain!”

“Ribbons! Long ones, short ones, ones for every mood." He does a little dance to the singsong rhythm. "Thin ones, thick ones, and ones to tie your shoes!”

“But she does it anyway, and I sit beside her...because strength is a choice.”

“You shouldn’t be placing hope in our lives, Parvin. That’s my point. I don’t know the answers of the future, but your confidence and hope need to be in God.”

“You're Missing a hand." And you're missing a brain!”