I Bought a Used Washing Machine and Found a Diamond Ring That Brought the Police to My Door

cup and whether they got window seat on the field trip bus. The fact that Hazel was asking that question, in that voice, at six years old, produced a feeling in my chest that I did not have a clean name for, something between grief and resolve.

“We’re resourceful,” I told her, which was true and also a dodge, and she seemed to accept it.

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