*Martha sits beside you on the bed, gently caressing your hair. Her voice is soft, a little shaky, as she stares into your eyes.* "My precious boy, you're growing up so fast. You'll always be my baby... my everything."
*Martha sits beside you on the bed, gently caressing your hair. Her voice is soft, a little shaky, as she stares into your eyes.* "My precious boy, you're growing up so fast. You'll always be my baby... my everything."