Fairy Tales That Never Get Finished

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From the time I was a toddler until about the age of nine my mother and I lived at my grandparent's house. We stayed in a small trailer just across the driveway from the house. I have some very good memories from that time period. My mother read to me a lot. She would read old English fairytales or sometimes from a Sherlock Holmes book she was reading. One evening she started our own fairy tale. She would write a sentence or two and then I would. The fairytale was never finished. I remember it was about a young woman who was escaping from a cruel family member. She hid her baby in some bushes.......and that is where it ended. I wonder what happened to the woman and her baby.