I missed my bed…

The dad-weekend and mom-week thing were all new to us.  It is quite a change for a 7-year old who grew up having the run of the farm. Everywhere was safe. A huge playground.Divorce changes things. ​ ​Town and a mother who worked all day and came home at night bone-weary was all new. Suddenly all we had was a  local schoolboy who had…

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