I wish I could tell her about the man in the window staring at us. So I just cry and point.
Instead of turning, she just fills my mouth with the bottle of formula.
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Nightmares
Short StoryIt 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 ...
Peepers and Weepers
I wish I could tell her about the man in the window staring at us. So I just cry and point.
Instead of turning, she just fills my mouth with the bottle of formula.
