The next morning, at breakfast, Dad’s sporting a curious, lopsided grin.
OMG you made me laugh -
Dad’s teeth are hinged to my hand like I’m a Francis Bacon painting.
And now I’m crying -
“Look, there’s the old bridge where we stopped for a picnic with the kids.”
For a moment, the kids are young again. We all are.
Absolutely beautiful.
thank you. I still have the teeth scars on my palm...x
Hi Dave, I just clicked the Bluesky link at the bottom of the email and it didn't work.
Hmmm. Thanks Penny. Lemme look. It’s likely I’ve done something wrong and am unable to fix it, clearly.
OMG you made me laugh -
Dad’s teeth are hinged to my hand like I’m a Francis Bacon painting.
And now I’m crying -
“Look, there’s the old bridge where we stopped for a picnic with the kids.”
For a moment, the kids are young again. We all are.
Absolutely beautiful.
thank you. I still have the teeth scars on my palm...x
Hi Dave, I just clicked the Bluesky link at the bottom of the email and it didn't work.
Hmmm. Thanks Penny. Lemme look. It’s likely I’ve done something wrong and am unable to fix it, clearly.