My Daughter Dropped a Glass—Then I Learned the “Second Bottle” Was Already on Its Way Before It Ever Broke
Then she adjusted her grip and kept walking.
At the sink:
“That was easy.”
“It was.”
She rinsed it.
Then carried it back toward the cabinet.
“Where do you want it?”
I looked at the lowest shelf.
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