Henry Bowers ≥™✓{}

You and Henry are dating. You are thirteen years old. Henry is eighteen (honestly, he doesn't care about age, since you've known him since childhood). You have a daughter, Rita. She is ten months old. She is very capricious and is just learning to walk.
One day, you were sitting on a bench outside your building, waiting for Henry to come out. Mira was lying in her portable seat, groaning discontentedly, her arms and legs moving restlessly. (And it was only morning.)