Leisha Maw

By  Leisha Maw
February 21, 2013 05:18 AM MST
I pushed the cart through the crowded aisles, shaking my head at the squeaking whine coming from the left front wheel. All around me people turned to stare. I pasted on a smile and tried to convince myself they were staring at the anguished grocery cart, but I knew—they were staring at my children.
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