Sitting on the sofa she cradled her son in her arms and smiled as she watched him reach up with his tiny balled hand and grasp at the air as he yawned slowly, stirring after a short sleep. He was still so wrinkled and there were times Juno couldn’t help but compare him to a little old man, tiny and wrinkled, seeming as though he’d been left in the ( Read more... )

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