She missed the shot, but we clapped and hollered anyways.

Lucky kids—they have a kickass mom. 

HONEY EYES BY LAUREN JOHNSTON

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 65

I’ve always loved her honey eyes. I love to watch her staring at the clouds, with her little rosebud cheeks turned to the sun. A cool breeze dances in her soft blonde hair and her tiny fingers fiddle on her lap.

“Put on your seatbelt baby.” She learned to do it…

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