Ever since I can remember, I’ve had the same Sunday routine. I would wake up early, go to my small church right outside of my neighborhood, and sit in the service for an hour. Following the service,...
Story by Kaitlyn Gordon, staff writer
• February 6, 2018
Right now it’s five months away. She has five measly months to make up for all of the times she’s going to miss. Then, it will be 1000 miles and fourteen hours away. Then, it will be too late. The...