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Then I went upstairs.
Lily was awake.
She sat in bed with her knees tucked under her nightgown, staring at herself in the mirror above her dresser. The unicorn night-light had switched off automatically, and morning light made her room look too honest.
“Mommy,” she said.
I sat beside her.
She touched the left side of her head with two careful fingers.continue reading …
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