Alan Barnes was in his hospital bed, staring out of the window at the bright August sunshine and thinking about the past. He felt as if he was a young boy again, and he could walk and run and play football – all of the things he couldn’t do now.
A young girl’s voice shook him out of his day-dream…
13 nov. 2008
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