Monday, August 2, 2010


He pulled his pockets out, showing me they were empty. My lips formed a thin line, set deep with disappointment and dread. "We made a deal," I said. Ice coated my words.

"I know," he replied, the color draining from his face. "But mom, I tried to save my money..."

I cut him off, my hand in the air indicating I expected silence. "I want none of your excuses."

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This would have posted on Monday, August 2nd if my daughter had not fallen out of bed and howled with an insistence that made me not even consider pushing the publish button before rushing upstairs.

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