I’m busting my chops trying to make a decent living for us. No matter what I do we never seem to get ahead. Something always manages to bring us down. And that’s what a child would do to us now. Put us in so much debt. Ever since you got this bug in your head about having a kid you’ve been jumping my bones the minute I walk through the door. And it’s driving me up the wall. I’m scared. The responsibility is terrifying. I get my hands on a little kid, there’s no telling what I may do. I’ve got my father’s heart.
One Easter my father came home. In each of his hands was a little chick. I was so excited. I put ‘em into a cardboard box, and took ‘em down to the basement. I gave ‘em food and water and plenty of sunlight and very quickly they grew up into chickens. I
was so proud of my birds. One day after school I looked everywhere but couldn’t
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- Written by: Mark Levine