A Long Day in November (2013)
A Long Day in November
“It’s warm under the cover here, but it’s cold up there and I don’t want get up now.
“Sonny?” I hear.
But I don’t want get up, because it’s cold up there. The cover is over my head and I’m under the sheet and the blanket and the quilt. It’s warm under here and it’s dark, because my eyes’s shut. I keep my eyes shut because I don’t want get up.
“Sonny?” I hear.
I don’t know who’s calling me, but it must be Mama because I’m home. I don’t know who it is because I’m still asleep, but it must be Mama.... She’s shaking me by the foot. She’s holding my ankle through the cover.
“Wake up, honey,” she says.
But I don’t want get up because it’s cold up there and I don’t want get cold. I try to go back to sleep, but she shakes my foot again.
“Hummm?” I say.
“Wake up, honey,” I hear.
“Hummm?” I say.
“I want you get up and wee-wee,” she says.
“I don’t want wee-wee, Mama,” I say.
“Come on,” she says, shaking me. “Come on. Get up for Mama.”MoreLess
“Sonny?” I hear.
But I don’t want get up, because it’s cold up there. The cover is over my head and I’m under the sheet and the blanket and the quilt. It’s warm under here and it’s dark, because my eyes’s shut. I keep my eyes shut because I don’t want get up.
“Sonny?” I hear.
I don’t know who’s calling me, but it must be Mama because I’m home. I don’t know who it is because I’m still asleep, but it must be Mama.... She’s shaking me by the foot. She’s holding my ankle through the cover.
“Wake up, honey,” she says.
But I don’t want get up because it’s cold up there and I don’t want get cold. I try to go back to sleep, but she shakes my foot again.
“Hummm?” I say.
“Wake up, honey,” I hear.
“Hummm?” I say.
“I want you get up and wee-wee,” she says.
“I don’t want wee-wee, Mama,” I say.
“Come on,” she says, shaking me. “Come on. Get up for Mama.”MoreLess
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