Molly and seven-month-old Ike watched the hills roll away as the train clacked through the verdant English countryside. When the train slowed to pass through a village, Ike smiled a gummy grin, plastered a chubby hand against the window, and Molly’s heart almost burst. Everything was new to him. She’d tried to channel her inner child, but what if Ike was her guide to a new perspective instead of meditation or self-help books. As the train picked up speed, Molly laid her hand atop Ike’s and closed her eyes. What wisdom could she learn from her darling boy?
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