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when there were no millions attached to the call. He is not one of us, Iris.
He never will be. I heard mom’s voice, but it was dad who enforced the silence. He could have called any day, any year.
He chose this one, the one with 44 million reasons to reconnect. I saved the voicemail. I did not add it to the binder.
It was too sad for the binder. Instead,continue reading …
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