C482 Her Premature Birth Make Me Wonder

She stood there, squinting, looking at me, and then she lowered her head, her hands in her pockets, and walked slowly up to me, and then she stopped, and finally she looked up and looked at me and said, "I don't know how my mother knew. She was like that.

I said, "It's fine, I can say it in any way, I just don't want to see her do it to you, after all you've already done it, I'm fine