Michael &
thegloriouswrits



“Through it all we were always family. In the heart of despair, the care we felt for each other left us in bliss, and happy."


As Maggie and the family returned home, sweet Percival was already in her cage. As a Dove, she was the sweetest and brightest soul any of them ever saw. So smart, pure; a work of the Divine Potter's Hand. Maggie could not help but reach in and hold Percival for the very first time;...