01-29-2005, 05:40 PM
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4. One summer evening during a violent thunderstorm a mother was
tucking her son into bed. She was about to turn off the light when he asked
with a tremor in his voice, "Mommy, will you sleep with me tonight?" The
mother smiled and gave him a reassuring hug.
"I can't dear," she said. "I have to sleep in Daddy's room." A long
silence was broken at last by his shaky little voice: "The big sissy."
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Thanks Deb!
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