Thursday, February 25, 2010

Allyson has a built-in radar which leads her to my cell phone at any given time. My last phone lasted just minutes in her posession. The screen never displayed another phone number. I try to be a little more protective these days. I thought it was safe inside my purse on top of our pub-height kitchen table. And then, one day I realized the house was too quiet...






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