The Battle of the Mothers
These two young mothers were strolling by; one poured out her heart as she started to cry.The other said something that got her so rattled; I stopped to observe, to witness this battle.Clearly they...
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With every step I took, my breath became more labored as I tried to jog through the thick mounds of dry sand on certain areas of the beach. My jogging pace was no different to what I typically do on...
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