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not in the photo.”
I walked to where she pointed.
I stood there wearing my red wristband, watching my entire family pose for photos without me.
The photographer took 47 shots.
I counted each one.
Guests were whispering.
I heard snippets.
“Is that his sister?”
“Why isn’t she in the photos?”
“The red wristband.”
I heard someone say, “It means she’s not important continue reading …
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