Chapter-15 And when I see their poor frozen feet, wrapped in rags and old sacks, and I see the blood prints they leave in the snow, and know that I've got a whole pair of boots��well, I feel like I should give mine away and be barefooted too.

And when I see their poor frozen feet, wrapped in rags and old sacks, and I see the blood prints they leave in the snow, and know that I've got a whole pair of boots��well, I feel like I should give mine away and be barefooted too.