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asking whether Grandma had called.
He started leaving his bedroom door open more often.
One night, I found him at the kitchen table with a notebook, making a list.
“What’s that?”
“Stuff I want to save for.”
“Laptop accessories?”
He shook his head.
“Driving lessons. Maybe a car eventually. Community college. A trip somewhere after graduation.”
“Somewhere?”
He continue reading …
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