Page 344 - Anonymous
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"And you never desired to have
children?" She tilts her head.
“It crossed my mind, but kids will
go off eventually, have their own lives,
and I’ll be left alone.”
She nods, a shadow of sadness
falling over her face. She and her
husband Walt couldn't have kids. They'd
tried and eventually gave up. She would
have loved children. A dozen of them,
she confessed.
