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shirts. The nursery smelled like baby lotion, clean blankets, and the lavender candle Ava liked to light when Noah was not in the room.
We threw a small birthday party in the backyard.
No society guests.
No business contacts.
Just people who loved Noah without wanting to own him.
Ava wore a yellow dress. Noah smashed cake into his hair. I took too many continue reading …
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