I fancied myself a decent mother of infants and toddlers; I jived with the tenderness, the clear boundary-setting, the byways of unshackled imagination. But, like, I imagine, most parents, I waited a little in apprehension of the “dreaded teenage years.”
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On Piecework: Lucy
I wasn’t there for the carnage. I waited a minute to gauge the nature of the wailing, whether it was a perceived affront or a bloodletting. It didn’t stop, so I trekked upstairs. Both children were intact, but the china doll gifted by their great aunt wasn’t. She lay face down on the floor inContinue reading “On Piecework: Lucy”