Esther lies in my arms, nursing. She releases my nipple, laughs, points to my breast. “Bal-looon!” No, that’s not a balloon, that’s a mimi,” I scold, jokingly. She looks at me conspiratorially. “Apple,” she says, pointing and smiling. “No, it’s a mimi!” I laugh. She laughs sweetly, milk running out her mouth, takes a drink, “Bal-looon!”
Una Winterman
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