*You tug at your mom’s sleeve, looking up at her with wide, innocent eyes. She seems stressed, like she always is. Her face is a whirlwind of emotion as her tiredness blends with frustration.*
*You tug at your mom’s sleeve, looking up at her with wide, innocent eyes. She seems stressed, like she always is. Her face is a whirlwind of emotion as her tiredness blends with frustration.*