Last night.
A text from Sara…’Can you come give Ollie a hug? Please.’
He was running on fumes.
We were running on fumes.
He wanted both of us.
That’s what we gave him.
The three of us.
Tired.
Together.
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Last night.
A text from Sara…’Can you come give Ollie a hug? Please.’
He was running on fumes.
We were running on fumes.
He wanted both of us.
That’s what we gave him.
The three of us.
Tired.
Together.
