Lida pretended they didn’t have a son. But it was only outwardly.
Lida pretended that they didn’t have a son. But that was only outwardly. Several times a day, she caught herself either examining a jacket, wondering if it would be too wide for him, or putting chocolate-covered marshmallows in the shopping cart, although no one but Sasha ate them. Lida sighed, put the marshmallows back on […]
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