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Broken Innocence - Letter 19 - KenyaBeloved Flame,
Unfortunately the morning sickness will last the next six weeks. We might want to think about bathroom arrangements because I'm going to be there with you soon... My pregnancy test was positive. So I looked this up for us:
Eat small meals oftenDrink fluids 1/2 hour before or after a meal, but not with mealsDrink small amounts of fluids during the day to avoid dehydrationEat soda crackers 15 minutes before getting up in the morningEat whatever you feel like eating, whenever you feel you canAsk someone else to cook for you and open the windows or turn on fans if the odor bothers youGet plenty of rest and nap during the dayAvoid warm places (feeling hot adds to nausea)Sniff lemons or ginger, drink lemonade, or eat watermelon to relieve nauseaEat salty potato chips ( they have been found to settle stomachs enough to eat a meal)Exercise
Do not lie down after eatingDo not skip mealsDo not let this condition go u
To save you... (Haku-Zabuza)Your dreams are my desires,
Snow falls from the skies.
I hope that you'll forgive me,
'Cause to save you I must die.
Broken Innocence - Letter 18 - KenyaDearest Flame,
I'm so happy that you would raise the baby with me, if I'm not actually pregnant, I would really like to have a child with you if that's okay... I've already started dreaming about parenthood because of your wonderful letter.
The police came to the door today while you were out. I was a little skeptical about answering the door, but I thought that I had to so I did. They were asking me about what happened, and it was pretty upsetting. They asked if I wanted to press charges, and I decided that I did. I wouldn't want anyone else to be hurt by him, so I thought it was my duty to do as such. I know that you'll stand by me through this, but I hope that you're around if they come again.
Dad wants to know if this Monday is alright? He said my mom is going to be away doing things and he'll be able to slip away to have dinner with us. He said that my sister was still complaining that she didn't get to be with you. It
Genghis Whenever we were bad my mother used to take us to the mall to see Genghis Kahn. They kept him in a dusty diorama of a Mongolian steppe, all tall grass and yurts. He sat on a throne of bone (well, plastic shaped like bone), scowling in incomprehension at the American kids who flocked around him like startled lemmings. My mother would usually push us toward him, saying things like “Tell him what you did to your father’s stamp collection.” Genghis would give a grunt, spit a wad of phlegm onto the tall grass, and give us a wizened, wrinkled grimace, as if he had to go to the bathroom.
He terrified me.
My brother couldn’t get enough of him.
When my brother got caught in my mother’s evening dress, my mother grabbed us both and dragged us to Genghis. It was a slow day, and we were the only kids crowding him. “Tell him what you did,” my mother hissed a
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