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you he had ever struggled to offer.
A few days later, he was gone. Peacefully, in the home he loved, in the room I had walked into thousands of times.
I stood by his bed for a long while that morning, holding his cold hand, whispering a quiet goodbye to the man I had come to consider, in some small way, family.
The Day His Children Came
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