“Mom rubbed the back of my neck and we kept walking, away from the kids and the colors and the high-pitched, happy voices. Seeing them made me feel like I was a million miles from anything good. I just got… — Amy Sargent Swank Copy Share
“Mom rubbed the back of my neck and we kept walking, away from the kids and the colors and the high-pitched, happy voices. Seeing them made me feel like I was a million miles from anything good. I just got really lonely. I'm not sure why. All those kids smiling and laughing and my mom so fucking clueless and me… — Amy Sargent Swank Copy Share
“Seeing Dottie and me in that picture, smiling with melty ice cream cones in our hands and the drips running down into our fingers,… — Amy Sargent Swank Copy Share Image
