The nighthas its own wayof passing the torch. One pair of eyesfinally closes. Anotheropens. As if my daughtershave signedan invisible agreementnever to leave mealone for too long. Gabby yawns,content with the chaosshe created. Then— A tiny voice. Tiny handsreaching through the crib. Izzy,with sleep still tangledin her hair,looks at melike she’s surprisedI never left. So…

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