The Story of SamIAne

Her parents had made life too easy for her,
her husband, harder than it had to be.
Though she’d often felt like the Marilyn Munster of her family,
that family she’d been born into had been made for her,
or rather,
by their raising,
she had been made for them,
breaking the mold,
but not rolling too far from the tree.
However, she, with the man she had chosen—
the co-creator of her little one—
mixed as well as spaghetti carbonara with colcannon potatoes,
for they were the mirror of Sam Malone and Diane Chambers.
And yet,
they had created something extraordinarily beautiful—
a powerful epoxy that was forty pounds of flesh.

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