Baby.

May 14, 2017
By valkyrie1212 BRONZE, Adelaide, Other
valkyrie1212 BRONZE, Adelaide, Other
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He gurgled as I fed him small spoonfuls of soup. Oodles of spit dribbled down his chin.

"Jack! You're a saliva factory." I laughed before wiping his chin with the bib, knowing he couldn't understand me.

He chortled at the sensation and started babbling away in language that only 80 year olds with dementia could understand.



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on Mar. 28 at 10:02 am
WolfWhisperer0911 DIAMOND, Crosby, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"For I command you, be brave and steadfast! For the Lord your God will be with you whenever you go."
-Joshua 1:9

"Throw me to the wolves, and I'll return leading the pack."- Unknown

"Never moon a werewolf." -Mike Binder

@valkyrie1212 Nice short story! I can sense the relationship between the narrator and Jack. Please don't stop writing!




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