Little House on the Near West Side
Henry, James, and Ma and Pa
Friday, May 17, 2013
Heavy
Henry is in the bathroom. I hear a murmuring and think he might need me.
"What is it?" I call out.
"Oh, nothing, Mommy," he says. "I'm just sitting here talking to myself about gravity."
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