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exclusion.
Then came the phone call. Not from him, not from her. From the local hospital. A social worker.
“We need you to come in, ma’am. It’s about your mother-in-law.”
My heart pounded. What now? Was this part of their game? I went, prepared for another performance, another slight.
But the social worker’s face was grave. “Your mother-in-law is here.continue reading …
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