100 Days of Love

art credit Georga Morgan-Fleming

I wake to the silence of a Saturday morning. Sandy has yet to return home from her 24 hour shift at Boston Medical Center. Gee and DJ, our two children, remain fast asleep. Our home is hushed. Flipping the pillow, I enjoy the coolness of the underside, resting peacefully in bed. The sing song of two birds, perhaps in love, slips through glass. A summer breeze presses against windows. The century-old house moans...

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