"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"I had managed to keep my composure in the grocery store, and even when I was putting away my cart back to get my quarter back. But as I drove home, the tears came. I began the ugly cry."
"Everywhere she looked, there were mamas with babies or growing bellies. She took a sip of her chestnut latte and threw a beige leather purse in her cart, pushing back tears. Her hand wandered down to the place a baby once grew."
