You remember how I used to make jokes about Margaret getting up in the middle of the night to come and read the parenting/development books I had lying around so that she could figure out what she was supposed to do next?
You remember when that was a joke?
Well, not anymore.
She found the book.
She picked it up and examined it.
She was taken aback by something she found.
So she checked with me.
And I suggested she look in the index for more information.
I’m a little worried about what tomorrow will bring.
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