Seashore

 



It was early summer, 1969 when your mother and I visited the seashore in Blackpool. We had been married awhile and didn’t think we’d ever have children of our own.

That was OK though, we were researching the adoption process.

There was carousel at North Pier.

We spread a blanket on the sand.

You came along, nine months later.


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