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don’t know if I can do that.”
“Then you have your answer.”
Another silence.
Then he said, “I moved into the guest room last night.”
I closed my eyes.
“Why?”
“Because when we got home, your mother spent two hours talking about what people would think. She never once said she regretted what she said to you.”
Maya looked up at me.
“Mama sad?”
I smiled quickly.continue reading …
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