A Sway, they claim

“Dad brought some metal rods, I heard them mentioning alloys too with cardboard wrap-ups and the urgency is’nt that hard to notice. Mom left kitchen as soon as Dad barely stepped in and God knows what magical herbs she was boiling, with a gigantic spoon on her hand, started at once to tear up every covering to the mysterious package supposed to be a thing to ease my life or rather to ease their lives instead.”

Haha…(with a light chuckle) Gubi, it’s not some needle or a dangerously lethal radioactive metal as your highly fertile mind races to imagine. It is called a  Cradle, dear.
And you know your mom wants to be…..The hand that rocks the CRADLE


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