Late again. I had just finished when the baby woke up, but it turned out to be a necessary break — while I nursed him I was able to rethink & rework a few lines in my head. But I’m not sure if he’s down for the night at last or just a few minutes, so without further ado:
{poof!}
Marie, this is so lovely — our rooms brim with sunshine — golden-warm silence” and the boy, the squirrels, the neighbors who gripe. Really wonderful. When I was up late at night nursing all I did in my head was, well, gripe. I’m glad you’re putting YOUR late nights to better use.
Beautiful Marie!
Thank you, Lily, thank you, Janis — this was great fun to write.
Marie Gauthier 
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