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“No,” I said. Not we should be afraid. Not we should never love. Just: not again.
That became one of the pillars of my new life. Not suspicion. Structure. Not isolation. Access with boundaries. Not shame. Review.
When Layla turned one I hosted a small birthday party in my backyard. Balloons tied to the porch railing. A homemade banner that leaned to continue reading …
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