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She was quiet for a moment, smoothing the fabric over her waist.
“I don’t want to be cruel,” she said.
“I know,” I said. “But what he did to us was cruel. What you’re doing is showing him what he missed. There’s a difference.”
My father pulled into the parking lot at seven o’clock, on time the way he had always been on time for things he wanted to attend,continue reading …
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