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Avon calling

Avon calling

The fecking phone rang just as I was skiing down that delicious, sweet slope towards a Sunday morning lie in. I ignored it twice but it came back like one of those itches by your shoulder blades that lets you off for a while but then sends you a three line demand for a scratch. 2,252 more words

Richard Kefford

When Babies Grow Up

This morning, I looked at my growing three year old and missed that baby stage. You know: cradling a small, warm baby in the crook of your arm with that newborn smell and the sweet spirit about them. 81 more words

Family, Update

Stream of Consciousness Saturday: "March"

“Danica, you march right in there and apologize to your mama.”

Alaina glanced up at her brother’s voice, but it was the little girl who caught her attention. 272 more words

Writing