What it is about
Slumped on the carpet, trying to snatch a moment of peace, I suddenly heard a sweet, innocent voice:
[I’ve done so much for Mommy to stay pretty! Having to be held by such a messy woman every day – who even considers *my* feelings?!]
I jolted upright, looking at my son lying next to me, sucking on his hand.
Just as I wondered if exhaustion was making me hallucinate, the voice came again:
[What are you staring at?! So annoying! If it weren’t for you taking care of me fairly well, I would’ve found a way to get Daddy to kick you out ages ago!]
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I pinched myself hard.
