Dad; I think you need a new workout. I’ve made one for you”
She takes her shoes off and sits down, preparing to take temperatures. Both within tolerable ranges. Almost as if I’d looked after them.
I feel like a cad from a vintage film.
A solipsistic theme ran through our relationship but I thought I was now immune to it. I was wrong.
I’ve always tried to set them off on the right path…
I have great faith in myself but as with learning any skill, it’s harder if you try to do it alone.
I’ve had so little sleep that I feel this may be it…
He’s making a list; he’s checking it twice. All from the Batcave.
A tiny arm flopped over my face. Then a chubby foot settled itself in my armpit.
It’ll be quicker to read the post…