Randy was just like his dad. It was late April, and there was a lot of work to be done on the farm. Desi xxx “Shhh, we’re just washing you up, honey,” Donna said unbelievably. Randy had adapted extraordinarily well to his disability. Donna called the school and spoke with the principal. As he matured into a fine young man, he was becoming less and less interested in spending time with his mother, and Donna had quietly grieved this side effect of his development. She tugged harder, and Randy shuddered in response. But they had a good life, a wonderful son, and their own farm, which was becoming increasingly rare. She took Randy back into her mouth, to clean him off and to savor him one last time. If this never happened again, she wanted it to be memorable for both of them.
