We sat in Sweet Melissa's, awaiting our breakfast, when Kate addressed the table. "Whoever's womb you come out of, that's the mother you get." Jeremiah and I, not wanting to bother with the topic of adoption, confirmed that. "I
love the one I got" she said, hugging my arm tightly.
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She did get a great one. Happy Mother's Day, sister of mine. Womb is a weird word, though. Womb. Bomb. Whatupwidah?
Oh, wait: children are womb bombs.
Thanks! I had a swell day and I hope Jude did, too.
It would make a lot more sense if bomb were pronounced like womb.
Boom.
You sure got the best gift ever!
Dad said to tell you that what you're digging up that has roots that are miles long is thistle and good luck with that!
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