Where is my prompt? …. by Sadje

Image Credit: Anastasia Elias
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Where is my teddy?
Midnight and the sound of baby crying
Mom turns on the light trying to open her eyes, glued together by sleep.
Daddy is sleepingpeacefully, not a stir from that side of the bed.
She goes to her room and is greeted by hiccups and heartbreakingsobs.
What is it my darling, why so many tears, mommy has tears in her voice too.
Where is my teddy? she sobs out.
A smile flits across moms face.
She bends down and picks up the teddy bear from the floor near the crib.
Here you go my darling. The teddy must have fallen while you were sleeping.
The baby settles down and mom returns to her bed, in an attempt to get few more moments of sleep.
In a little
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