Monday morning, 3 a. m. Daddy is gently awakened by Mommy whispering into his ear. It sounds like she is saying, “I’m welding a metal Titanic.” Daddy tries to shake off his sleep. “Huh?” he whispers. “I’m feeling a little romantic,” Mommy repeats. Daddy is tired. He has to go to work in the morning [...]
Published on May 03, 2012 08:24