I went through many moods while reading this, as if I were the pregnant one. I glared at Frank, I growled at Frank (Mom got worried when she walked into my room and saw me holding my screen and yelling at it), I cried a little, and then I awed so hard I got the hiccups. I wish there was more. The angst made me fall in love with it, really. And, of course, Tiny Emma. Fuckin' cute, man.
April 13th, 2014 at 03:43am