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dangerous smile.
Maya studied it.
“Is this when Grandma found out about us?”
“Yes.”
“She looks weird.”
“She was surprised.”
“Why didn’t she know?”
I sat beside her.
“She believed something untrue about me. And she treated me badly because of it.”
“What did she believe?”
“That I could not have children. And that if I could not, I mattered less.”
Maya’s face twisted.continue reading …
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