Brianne Perna
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A Canadian mom whose dreams of writing for the Chicago Tribune were quashed by both the collapse of print media and the election of Donald J. Trump.
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The Guilt
I always wanted a big family. I used to joke with my ex husband about how many kids we would have. I wanted 4; he wanted 2. So I said that we should have 6! That way if we get divorced, he can take his 2 and I will take my 4. If we ended up not getting divorced, then we would always have an extra gift lying around if we forgot someone’s birthday. “Oh, it’s your 30th? Here, have a baby!” And also we would have spares if any of the children needed a liver. Win-win-win.
By Brianne Perna4 years ago in Families
The Brownstone
The box was set against the door of an old brownstone. Slightly smaller than a shoebox, it was wrapped in brown paper and prudently tied with twine. It had been set carefully in front of the dark red door to keep it out of the freshly falling snow.
By Brianne Perna5 years ago in Fiction
