The Moon And Your Story

From the moment their car pulled out of the driveway, Mika started crying. I knew exactly what to do. She had her own lullaby, and I hummed it to her, because it didn’t have words and it always made her smile.

She was still screaming, so I handed her to the Baby Whisperer, but he handed her right back.

That’s when I remembered the moon.

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David Price

David Price

I occasionally write fiction and also about creativity, loving, language learning and psycho/spirituality. I’m a longtime painter and reader.