“At night,” he continued, “prop your feet on a pillow—higher than your heart. Let gravity drain the day’s tiredness away. Then wrap them in soft socks like a warm hug.”
“Kiffa,” he said, “your feet carry your entire world. When was the last time you carried them ?” kiffa feet
Soon, her customers noticed her lighter step. “What’s your secret?” they asked. “At night,” he continued, “prop your feet on
One evening, a wise old cobbler named Mr. Sole visited her shop. Seeing Kiffa wince as she stepped off her stool, he smiled kindly. ” he continued