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Every Other Monday
Mara had a tendency to leave her toys strewn about. Her father had stepped on a naked doll getting into the shower yesterday morning, found a fairy wand in his toothbrush holder shortly thereafter, and discovered a new mural of sparkle stickers on the inside
Hungover
She was aware of her headache before she was fully awake. She didn’t open her eyes, just squeezed them tighter closed and lay very still. But the headache didn’t ease off, and as her awareness of it grew, it went from an ache to an
The Early Bird Gets The Worm
The early bird gets the worm. My Dad said that a lot. Too much, in my opinion. I mean, really, if you’re repeating any little cliche like that more than once a year or so, you’re saying it too much. Sentences lose their meaning when
His & Hers
“Are these for me? Oh, Dana, you know you didn’t have to bring me anything.”
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Joint Custody
“Daddy, look at that giant turtle!” “That’s a tortoise, baby. It’s like a turtle, but a little different.” “It looks like a turtle,” she said, crossing her arms and glaring up at him. “It does. You’re right. It’s a lot like a turtle.” “I’m going