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Maeve

Three months

Three months feels like ten years in sht I’dclose to my parents because I can see them on more occasions other than just the holidays Ion the go twenty-four-seven But alas, all I had in Baltiht I could le mother I practically was one even when I was married That’s what happens when youfro apart was inevitable

“Mo down the hallway

Propping my feet up on the coffee table, I lean back on the couch I already knohat he’s looking for “What’s up?” I shout back

“I can’t find my shoes”

They happen to be right under the coffee table “Coht find them”

When it comes to his room, he’s not perfectly tidy, but at least he’s somewhat neat I don’t knohat it is about his shoes, but he’ll leave them in odd places I’ve found them under the bar in the kitchen, in the laundry room, and sometimes in the hallway for no apparent reason Maybe it’s a quirknew things about boys every day

Loganroo-sleeved T-shirt; it’s his favorite team When we moved away froo, he’ll always pull for the Ravens I hated having to uproot hian spots his shoes and s Cobra Kai” He grabs them and sits beside me so he can put them on

“Maybe you should keep them in your room from now on That way, you won’t lose them”