STALEMATE AND THE WHITE WOLF by Karin Henriques

Each person has two wolves to feed. One with light and one with worry. Their names are Life and Death and I always thought the one was white and the other one black.

Each person has two wolves to feed. One with light and one with worry. Their names are Life and Death and I always thought the one was white and the other one black.

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