My Little Angels

Bill Johnson

 

FUCK! FUCK! Fuck….


I trailed off as my van peeled out of the parking lot. I dropped the two shopping bags full of baby diapers, seventeen magazine, and the latest Miley Cyrus dvd. I stood under the Walmart lights, and I realized I didn’t have to drive to soccer practice tomorrow.


No more Parent/Teacher meetings.


I kicked a stone across the parking lot halfheartedly. They were probably driving him nuts by now.


I couldn’t help but feel free.

 

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