Children Shall Be Blameless

Some men seem to have all the luck. Others dream of only finding a little.Richard Smiths world was the orphanage. It was the only one he knew. All ofthe other worlds for children, of mothers and fathers and a place called home, helearned from the tears of those who had lost theirs only to wind up in his. Fromthe way they grieved, he knew it must have been something pretty great. Once hehad two sisters, they said. One had died and the other went to a place called Iowawith an uncle. He was left behind. He grew up to put most of it behind him andin his search for a family of his own, thought that he had. But an electrical shockopened some door to his early childhood he couldnt seem to get closed again. Eachdiscovery posed more questions until finally there was only one other person heneeded to see. It would be a three-day road trip, or so he thought