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Submitted to Contest #300
When I was 42, I wanted another baby. Not just any baby, one in particular. I’d seen him, even held him, studied his sweet face, cupped his tiny head gently in my hand, felt his downy hair. From the time I’d learned about him – still in the womb then, his birth mom just a teen, giving him up for adoption – I’d felt it was meant to be. He should be mine and I should be his. But that wasn’t how it turned out. I blamed my husband for it. He had been such an oaf. He hadn’t meant to spoil it, but it wasn’t about his intentio...
Submitted to Contest #299
Soody My momma was white trash, and I was black and white trash, in the eyes of the world around us. Penchant, Alabama wasn’t much of a world, but I didn’t know that then. They might’ve been right about Momma, she didn’t seem fit for much. But I was nothing like her. She stayed late in bed on any day she could, when I was up with the larks. Her voice was high and thin, while mine was deep and strong, especially for a girl. That was from living with brothers, older and l...
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