She went into premature labor. When she slipped off of it her head started to bob, filled with air. “I don’t know how to prove myself to you, John. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Upon leaning back, he commented, “You look so sad.
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