It was Tuesday night. Aidan had been coughing and feverish for a day or so, and Eamonn was nestling in to me on the couch in a way that could only say “I’m coming down with it, too.” Truth be told, I was feeling somewhat sluggish myself, and so I did what any sane person […]Read More: Dipping into the gift card stash
Technical writer by day; yarn, polymer clay, and fabric aficionado by night. If it sits still long enough and looks pretty, I will photograph it. I’m married to a sci-fi editor, and am mother to two highly-entertaining teenage boys.
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