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it was true.
But hearing him say it helped me survive.
For illustrative purposes only
The night before court, rain hammered against the windows.
I sat on Howard’s bed while he pretended to sleep.
Finally, he opened his eyes.
“You’re crying again.”
I smiled weakly. “I’m trying not to.”
He sat up quietly.
“Are you scared Dad’s gonna take me away?”
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