cigarettes
for a while.
pall malls in the red packet/
seven kids and a wayward
husband will
do that to you.
but she didn't drink.
which was a good thing.
one glass of
wine and she was dancing
around the room
like a gypsy
doing a fertility dance.
another baby was to follow.
sometimes she'd blow smoke
rings out of her
mouth to amuse us.
but then she quit
smoking,
she had no choice once
the husband left
and the money ran out.
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