Eleven years ago last night I was working my closing shift at the Woodstock Public Library. My Braxton-Hicks were causing me so much trouble I stayed in the back not to alarm the patrons. I joked with the part-timer that I thought I could clear the library out preety quickly if I went out to the front and bent over clutching my stomach
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