My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke
The question hurt.
“Yes.”
She walked the remaining distance.
Set the glass down.
One drop ran down the side.
Darkened the napkin.
Lucy touched it with her finger.
“Mom?”
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