(One of my biggest regrets as a parent so far) It was awful, she acted funny the next morning; I think
she truly felt abandoned.
Not exact matches
But pointing and clicking, I
felt myself flinch from that familiar sterile moment and
abandon the consoling fiction that I'm capturing life as it
truly is.
The sheer quantity of objects — books, dryers, noisy TVs, rotating fans — inside every
abandoned home makes it
truly feel as if someone had lived there only weeks before.