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smiled faintly.
“That sounds like therapy.”
“It was expensive. I use what I paid for.”
She laughed.
Then she said, “I don’t forgive her.”
“You don’t have to.”
“Maybe someday I won’t care enough to not forgive her.”
“That’s allowed too.”
She nodded.
A breeze moved through the yard. The same yard where she had once declared a squirrel a criminal genius. The same continue reading …
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