(photo from earlier in the day) It’s past midnight now; at this moment when I’m finally able to write. A little girl as hot as an oven is curled up at my side, sleeping at last. She is sure to wake in an hour or so, when her medicine wears off, and I know I’m […]
(photo from earlier in the day) It’s past midnight now; at this moment when I’m finally able to write. A little girl as hot as an oven is curled up at my side, sleeping at last. She is sure to wake in an hour or so, when her medicine wears off, and I know I’m […]