"You heard me tell her we had a long drive home and she needed to use the potty. You heard her tell me she was scared the toilet would flush while she was sitting on it."
“I saw you there today at the water park. I saw you there, in your navy blue and turquoise bathing suit, with your small boys, running and playing with them. I saw you stand under that giant bucket of water with them."
9 months had gone by since she lost her baby boy. Something in her just couldn’t get rid of the one thing that reminded her most of the son she’d lost.
