Title: Valgfritt

Text: Hi, mom. I just realized that this is going to be my first Christmas without you. That sucks. I still got you something, two somethings, actually. I will spare you the details of how because honestly I'm sick of talking about it. But it's happening. I'm pregnant. I used to picture us having this conversation. It looked different. Obviously. I was a human carrying my own children and you... were alive. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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