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Molly

“M

ommy, Mommy! Wake up!” Little hands grip my arm and shake me. “Hurry, you’ve gotta wake up or we’ll miss it!”

I squint at the clock on my bedside table through one eye and groan. It’s seven a.m. I didn’t come to bed until after three, and the idea of pulling myself out now makes me want to sob with exhaustion. “Hey, baby.” I pat the mattress beside me