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Let’s Play

Amy Challenger honestly

“Mama, when are you going to play with me?” Her fingers reach out like thin cords, pulling me upstairs to her pink hideaway constructed of blankets. “I have to make dinner, Love,” I say. Play seems impossible. I’m busy wiping …

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My Shelter in Hard Times

Amy Challenger self

It was as if I’d known those eyes for a thousand years. They connected with mine, in a mysteriously comforting blue moon way. They reduced my fears to mist. I slipped into my white satin dress and dainty shoes and …