“This one’s for Colin.” My daughter mumbled through the candy in her mouth and thrust a tightly gripped root beer lollipop my way. “That’s nice of you,” I bragged and pulled her free hand…
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Yesterday, I received a gift. I didn’t know it was coming, and it took my breath away. A simple brown box from New York – containing two of the books I helped write. Yep.…
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I walk in at her prompting; she’d called my name over and over like the non-stop hum of the a/c. “Mamamamamama.” My entrance stops her mid-stream,and she exchanges chatter for grins. Her little brown…