Cold January rain pelted the windshield of my red Ford Expedition as I drove toward Barnes and Noble. I parked and swiftly exited the car, retrieving the stroller. I deftly popped it open with one hand, a finely honed skill. Unfastening Elly from her seat behind me, I securely strapped her into the stroller, tucking her favorite stuffed animal, Sheepy, next to her and making sure her pacifier was clipped to her coat. I rushed quickly into the store, shielding us both from the increasing droplets of rain.
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