Every morning Fiorella comes downstairs and, first off, opens the shades. From past experience, she knows that if she didn't do it, the house would be shrouded in darkness all day. Husband wouldn't think to welcome the new day and neither would any offspring in residence at the time.
But Fio is a mother, and that's what mothers do--let the light shine in.
Sunday, May 23, 2010
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