The Very Least

Masks.

I wear them for my parents.

Please. Staple the freaking face covering over my mouth and nose if it keeps my mom and dad from dying (or upping their chance of dying by one-hundredth of a percent).

I am making no political statement.

I am loving the givers of my life. The two champions of my crazy existence.

I would die for them.

Covering my mouth for them, and for every blessed parent out there, is truly the least this child could do.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe

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