It's windy out. So windy and rainy that I'm afraid the tree in front of the house will blow over, crash through the roof and crush Ellie in her crib.I wonder how thick the roof is.I wonder if i should put on clothes so the EMTs don't laugh at my naked body when they come to take us away. I wonder if I sleep in her room, if I can keep her safe. I wonder if children age you because you never sleep again.
I have to go now. I have to get up. I have to go and look out the front window, and wait for the strongest wind, and see if the tree looks menacing.
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