When I wake there's nothing but cold. Pebbled asphalt abrades my skin. The rain is cool on my flesh—washing the blood away; my husband's death. The pregnancy he never knew about.
When I wake there's nothing but cold. Pebbled asphalt abrades my skin. The rain is cool on my flesh—washing the blood away; my husband's death. The pregnancy he never knew about.
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