Tuesday, January 14, 2014

  1. The kind guy on the other side of the line enquires about my e-mail address and my old e-mails, and I am happy to report they are all back.
  2. I dread she will start asking questions and lecturing me again, but she doesn’t.
  3. Em sneaks into my bed and clings to me. I only see a part of her forehead and her hair and I get a flashback of that little girl she used to be.

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