I took Rosie’s crib apart myself.
My husband, David, had gone to the funeral home.
By the time he came back, the mattress was leaning against the garage wall and the crib was in pieces.
He stood in the doorway and stared.
“You did this?”
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I took Rosie’s crib apart myself.
My husband, David, had gone to the funeral home.
By the time he came back, the mattress was leaning against the garage wall and the crib was in pieces.
He stood in the doorway and stared.
“You did this?”
The water was already running when I opened the front door. Not dripping. Running. I stood on the porch with my key still in…