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curls my lips when I see my two girls
curled up in bed reading.
"Hey, Mom," Willow beams when
she sees me.
“Mama.” Gracie bounds out of bed
and wraps her arms around my middle.
“Hey, unicorn.” I give her a tight
squeeze. “How are my girls today?”
"Willow, let me have bubbles, and
she's reading me, Bambi."
