Open Late night

[Rebeca Romanov]

Becca was home today and she had tried to put her little to bed. The little man had stayed nickety, and he must have wanted to go to bed. Becca sing a little crooked or lopsided sleep song. She herself had forgotten what sleep was, and especially it was difficult for one. It was a lonely evening when Beccai had no sleep and the girl had all her care for Theo. She looked a little tired, but her mother's concern for the baby was in the first place.