Thursday, January 3, 2013

i think i'm on another world with you, with you

“I don’t remember anything, back then, ya know, they would just knock you out and later they would bring the baby all washed and combed. They taped a bow onto your head. You were perfect, beautiful. The doctor said, if he was going to have a baby, he would want one just like you. They didn’t let me see you for a long time. Your father saw you, so you were ok, but it wasn’t until night that they let me see you. Ya know, Holly, hospitals were different, they had a lot of rules back then.

So when they finally brought you over, this big black nurse handed you to me and said ‘she gonna be bad.’”

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