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“If he gets through today okay, he could be home in a day or two”

“Choose one,” I hear myself say. I suck in my breath because I hadn’t known I was going to say it until after I did

“Now you look shtotty. Now you can go into the world”

It was an old pain, from a long-ago traumatic event in my childhood that still wreaks havoc in my relationships

Unfortunately, Mommy learned that “washable” is up for debate

Were we really supposed to walk on these spiky lengths of steel?