My mother put her whole heart into what she was doing, whether it was mundane or sublime. Dancing. Making dinner. Hugging and kissing. Hell, even cleaning house. But nothing compared to the look of love in her face as she slowly pushed her mouth down
My mother put her whole heart into what she was doing, whether it was mundane or sublime. Dancing. Making dinner. Hugging and kissing. Hell, even cleaning house. But nothing compared to the look of love in her face as she slowly pushed her mouth down