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I Forgot

I Forgot

I forgot my child.


The one that never stops talking. The one who is my little shadow.




My morning. started with an emergency run down to Westchester. My mom needed a blood transfusion. Her recent stem cell transplant left her feeling weak


On the way home, I remembered to drop papers off at the doctor’s office and pick Evan up from cross country practice.


Pierre was on a meeting. I settled in to catch up on some work.


The phone rang.


“Are you coming to pick me up?”


I heard little girl voices down the hall. I thought she was home.


There is always a first time for everything.


I forgot to pick up my daughter from Drama Club.


Thank goodness for understanding teachers.


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