Happy Late Birthday, Franny-Girl. I know yesterday was the first one you’ve had to celebrate without your brother Zooey, but I don’t think that warranted you trying to open a vein on my arm when I tried to help you dislodge that piece of food from the top of your mouth. I still love you, though…the way you scream when I pick you up or run across the room like a rabbit whose tail is on fire. Happy 12th, babygirl. Here’s to 12 more.
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Nancy is a certified American Sign Language/English interpreter, a novelist, and a sighthound owner who is currently living in South Carolina. An avid reader from a young age, she is currently writing every time she has a moment and reading as much as she possibly can...while still managing to eat and sleep. View all posts by Nancy E. Dunne