Criminal
Valentine
Phoebe Judge
I got to know them all, and they were wonderful. I'd go and tell them that my mother was at a five again, and the answer would always be, well, that's not good. Let's see what we can do. They would come and talk to her and comfort me and find a way to get the pain to go back down. One morning, my mother said, let's go for a drive. It was a beautiful May day. Things were green.
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