"We're all pilgrims, ' he said thoughtfully. "One way or another, aren't we? Always searching for something."Twelfth night - time to put away the Christmas angel. A new year dawns, and everything seems to be falling into place for Dossie. Her son Clem and his adorable five-year-old...
"We're all pilgrims, ' he said thoughtfully. "One way or another, aren't we? Always searching for something."