Spilled Milk (Hour 9)

Warm, fresh-baked chocolate chip cookies.

Goey, little fingers dip them into a mug of cold milk.

Sweet first bite, chocolate smears on lips, milk dribbles down chin.


Eagerly, little fingers search out the milk for a second dip.

Tip. Splash! Oops! Tears.

“Don’t cry over spilled milk! I’ll get you another.”

Just like that, all is right with the world again.

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