I tucked them in. Kissed them goodnight.
I crawled into my own bed.
Jennifer yells down the hall . . ."I need a dwink!"
"There's a bottle of water right by your bed, Jennie."
"No there's not."
"Jennie, I just put it there."
I could hear the water bottle crackle as she drank from it.
"You're lucky, Mom!!"
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