Literature
Photographs
Teddy held the two photos in his hands, side by side.
One had been taken at the hospital, just after his birth. His mother looked exhausted, but smiled and bounced the red, wailing baby. It was hard to believe that he had been that cranky little ball of tears. His father was standing next to the bed, leaning over, with one arm awkwardly around his mother. As Teddy watched the photo, his father turned and gave his mother a chaste peck on the lips.
One month. They had been a family for a month.
The second photo was old, a bit torn at the edges. It was of four boy