“She looked around. “So when do I start?” “Tomorrow morning.” He frantically scoured his head for something he could give her to do. He didn’t actually have any fucking kids. Au Pair? Why the fuck had he even said that?”
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Liz Shipton,
May Baby
“Do all mortals hate it? Are none of them ever…relieved? Is it not sometimes the end of suffering? Do none of them welcome it like they welcome sleep at the end of a long day?”
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Liz Shipton,
May Baby