Magic

By Beck My Baby finished her last session of nursery school (or "library school", as it's called locally) this morning, and it was moderately bittersweet, as these things are. I held an ACTUAL baby while I was there - a little dark-haired boy, who looked at me somewhat dourly because I'd stepped on his hand earlier. So I held the little guy (who was actually pretty forgiving, all things considered) and I felt just like I could step back into my own not-so-long-off past, that I could turn aro

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