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the deep part.”
I held him closer.
“I’m sorry.”
He rested his head against my chest.
“Are they coming back?”
“No.”
“Ever?”
“No.”
He was quiet.
Then he asked, “Is Daddy bad?”
I closed my eyes.
I wanted to answer carefully. Not to poison him. Not to lie.
“Daddy made bad choices,” I said. “And those choices hurt you.”
Leo traced the edge of the blanket with one finger.continue reading …
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