We're driving to my parents, and at first, the trip was going well. Julliete was happy, and entertained, Excited, and distracted. And then, night struck, lika an atomic bomb. You're trying to sleep in the passenger seat, but Julliette is screaming and crying in the back. I'm begining to feel tired, and everything is starting to get really frustrating. You look over, and notice my distress "We're half way there, don't worry, I'm fine." I set my hand on your thigh as we continue to drive
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1Katelyn (Kate)
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10/05/2024