The tears came easily. I couldn’t figure out what moment in time created the heartbreak I could see in her big blue water filled eyes. She stood there clutching the polka dotted pillow with white gripped knuckles. With an impatient sigh, I muttered, “Maddie, it’s just a pillow, we are getting a new couch and … Continue reading The Polka Dotted Pillow
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