"I swear it, Reva. It's not funny." I fell against the ramshackle miner cabin. I rested my forehead against Ella's. Our baby girl. So small, so new. Tears dripped from my cheek's to the newborn's. "It's not funny, Reva. Don't laugh." Copyright-J.J.
Fridge guards. This is why I try to open my fridge as few times as possible. They sure do love their carrots. If I open it often Sunny will stick her body in and won't move even if I let the door close. Sheesh! (SR)