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seemed less interested in defending herself than understanding the damage.
She said, “When your father got sick, my first thought was that I needed you.”
There it was.
Honest.
Ugly.
Human.
I waited.
She swallowed. “My second thought was that needing you is not the same as loving you.”
I could not speak for a moment.
She wiped her cheek.
“I’m late,” she said.continue reading …
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