As I rode my bike past her on the deserted road, I could've help but wonder what the elderly lady was doing walking all alone. I look at the rear view mirror to check, and saw her smile at me from the pillion's seat
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Historia CortaIt was so soothing to lie in bed Listening to the baby monitor and hearing my daughter bubbling softly to herself I'm so glad we put that in her coffin ...
