Eh, not much of a pearl, but I haven’t gotten much writing done this week, due to sick Lucy and massive issues at work. (Yes, I *love* rebuilding servers at 1 am, thanks!)
So yeah, this will have to do:
Carefully rolling him onto the center of my bed to wiggle his legs like a helpless turtle, I tossed my now-stinking shirt into the “dirty” pile and threw on a light-colored tank. I’d learned quickly that wearing black was the kiss of death if I went out in public with Benjamin. Might as well paint a target on my head and invite the pigeons to take a shit on me, too.
