Regardless of how enjoyable and happily a woman lives in the cocoon of motherhood, sooner or later her baby caterpillar turns into a beautiful butterfly ready to start school. The same baby that she gave birth to not that long ago… We were having dinner with friends. Our very first meeting at the nursery of the wee one was a smiley wink of the faith. Eve was seated on the floor wiping the blood from her daughter’s nose with extraordinary tranquility. One of the teachers was muttering a mixture of excuses and detailed explanations of how Sara had stumbled and fallen. Eve cut her some slack interrupting the flow of…
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