Full Moon
When the clouds broke last night and I looked up and saw the moon, full and huge peeking through the lingering stuff, I knew my wife was going to be in trouble.
She's a surgical tech in the maternity ward. Whenever there's a full moon, the babies come. Those pregnant women drop them at the tug of lunar gravity.
Sure enough. She called this morning. She's still there.
Ugh.
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