Beanie: "Mama, what’s the answer to the question you asked Rose?" It is 7 a.m. Rose is still in bed. This question, whatever it was, must have been asked yesterday. Or who knows when. I ask Beanie what question she means. Beanie: "Remember? The one you asked." Me: "Um. No. What question did I ask?" … Continue reading That Makes Two of Us
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