Brave Love: taking down
“do you mind if I take the crib down?”
His face contorts.
I have seen the crevasses in his forehead lessen over the past six months.
“okay.”
Deep breath.
I open the door to Brave’s room…resistance immediately diminishes my intent.
“I don’t ever want to take your bed down Brave.”
I say…
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