Tuesday, April 5th, 2011
9:19 am
Dear Diary,
Yesterday was Trenton’s fourth birthday. It stormed. The rain sounded like bullets against the house; the lightning blazed faintly; the thunder roared and shook the entire house. Did I ever tell you that I am terrified of thunder? Well, I am. I ran around the house, screaming, “Momme!” I finally found her in the basement.
I really miss Trenton. I wonder how he’s doing? I haven’t seen him since he was two.
Love,
Alison
9:26 am
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