"I'm sorry," Raymond said."You know, before his illness, he was big, strapping, full of strength and confidence. I loved to see him that way, I used to admire him, his smile mostly, but now he has lost his smile."We both talked till it clocked 8 and we decided to start preparing. "What's in there." Raymond asked."Replicas of Simba's costumes from the Broadway production of the lion king.""We've got to hurry, we all need to get changed and ready to leave by 9," I said. "Do I wear makeup with this or this?""Um, probably just some neutral tones. Maybe that nice lipstick you wore the other day." Raymond answered."No, I mean something you know... tribal."Martin looked up at me with bewilderment, his eyes wide. "Mommy, is that your costume?""Mommy's not finished yet, honey. Let the babysitter do your makeup, so he can help me."Raymond started on Martin's face. "Laa Laa, babysitter. I'm Laa Laa." Martin ra
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