He promised me a home, where we’d raise our five children—two girls and three  boys. We’d have a big garden at the back, where they’d run around and build forts out of old cardboard boxes. He promised me a home, where I’d cook breakfast every morning and welcome them home with dinner at night.

He promised me a home, where we’d raise our five children—two girls and three  boys. We’d have a big garden at the back, where they’d run around and build forts out of old cardboard boxes. He promised me a home, where I’d cook breakfast every morning and welcome them home with dinner at night.

posted : Friday, December 11th, 2009

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