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She helped me clean.
At midnight, after she went to bed, I sat in the living room with Walter’s head on my foot and thought about forgiveness.
People talk about forgiveness like it is a door.
Open or closed.
You forgive or you don’t.
You let them in or keep them out.
That is too simple.
Forgiveness, I was learning, is more like a house with many rooms.
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