To the Brandons, it seemed their days in Biloxi passed like water through a sieve. Jimmy worked; Marianne tended to the home; and the two monitored, with the keen eyes only parents have, little Mary’s growth. While other parents looked for signs of gift or promise, the Brandons searched for normalcy. Another inch, another pound, another month of life and they’d breathe simultaneous sighs of relief. She’s normal, they’d think. Thank God, she’s absolutely ordinary.
If only they knew…
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