“My Mommy Has Been Sleeping for Three Days”—A Six-Year-Old Arrived at the Hospital With Newborn Twins in a Wheelbarrow
Chloe did not have to decide how any of it would happen.
She climbed into her place and asked whether they were going all the way home.
“Yes.”
The road looked different from the vehicle.
She recognized one turning and said nothing.
Then another, and she pointed.
“I went there.”
Clara looked where she indicated.
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