A piece of home
Toni As soon as we're done, I drive back to Lucille with high speed and the little stuffed animal next to me in the passenger seat. I'm sure she'll love it but I'm not sure how I'm supposed to tell her how I got it and why. I didn’t think it through. But I promised her I would come and now I'm here. I rush up the stairs. Usually I'm not rushing that much but my love for her is growing with each second and with every second, I get even more scared of losing her. I unlock the door and enter. She's sitting in front of the window, watching the world turn white from the snow. I love that. I love seeing her like this. I love how she appreciates the small things and how she always finds a reason to keep going. She turns around to me. She's only wearing an oversized sweater and knee length so
- Writer
