yep, it was my mortality at issue all right

Things have been a little rough lately. I was cranky with Claire last night. We ended up in my bed, side by side, reading. I rolled over and lay with my back to her for a while. Then I felt her little hand in mine.

I looked over my shoulder. She squeezed my hand and gave me a radiant smile.

“I love you Mama,” she whispered.

“Thank you.”

“Can we be friends forever?”


“And can you not die?”

Looong pause. All I could think of to say was:

“Not for years and years and years…”

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