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seriously through Mr. Bun-Bun, “you work too much.”
I laughed despite the stress crushing my chest.
“Well, Mr. Bun-Bun should get a job and help pay bills.”
Ava burst into giggles so hard she nearly dropped her fork.
I remember thinking how alive she sounded.
How safe.
How normal.
That morning, I was supposed to take her to daycare like I always did, but continue reading …
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