She was probably twenty-years old.  Five foot, 9 inches tall with dirty brown, shoulder-length hair.  Her wheelchair was nothing special, pretty much run-of-the-mill as far as handicapped accessories go.  It was 95 degrees outside this afternoon and she was wearing long pants.  For a twenty year old, she wasn’t making much of a fashion statement, but she was sporting some pretty cool-looking Nike’s. Continue reading Devotion →