“Bottled Up” by Gabriella Brand
Dr. Eye, the pediatrician, says that they should not be drinking out of bottles ANYMORE.
Dr. Eye, the pediatrician, says that they should not be drinking out of bottles ANYMORE.
On the last day of November, Chip spent his hour commute composing a suicide letter in his head, absently passing pokey sedans, picturing his boss’s face when the dickhead heard about the tragedy . . .
The kids and I dash across town to library story time . . .
He looks at me with woebegone betrayal in his large baby eyes. My tyrannical one-year-old son is teething, recovering from roseola. How could you leave me? say his eyes so expressively. His tiny hands reach out, appealing to me: Pick me up now! . . .