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park it in my garage with a giant red bow.
For Moren, I bought an expensive designer handbag. Not because she deserved it, but because I needed to see how she’d react. I needed Eddie to see it too.
On Christmas Eve morning, I cooked for hours. Turkey, mashed potatoes, cornbread, all Eddie’s favorites. I set the table with our good china. I made sure continue reading …
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