The mother looked at the tears in her daughters eyes holding her close and petting her hair, then she spoke, "the next time he's like this, we're leaving. I'm done with this. I'm done with him." A glimmer of hope could be seen through the daughters watery vision. Will there be change in her future?
she hopes so as she wipes her tears away with the sleeve of her pink house-coat, snuggling into her mother's nesting arms...
I hope so.
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I understand this is not facebook, but; I like this. :3
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