Once upon a time, a girl and her mother became almost obsessed with paper dolls, and these are their attempts at taking those stories, and making sense out of them....
Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Po': I wasn't feeling anything. Over load I figured . I tried to help with whatever comfort I could give. Kari , I liked her and I just hope that what came out of my mouth was soothing . I couldn't imagine actually losing Hennesy this way , so I was clue less about how truly awful she must be feeling . I prayed that Eagle would be alright because it had been hard enough on Marijuana losing her mother and she wasn't over that yet. I sat and prayed a lot between trips to get food -drinks , that sometimes just sat. I would be so glad to see Hennesy's face, just to touch it.
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