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You came with gifts and kindness, and I answered with embarrassment and exclusion. I am sorry.”
The room went very quiet.
It was not perfect.
But it was real enough to breathe.
Caleb’s face remained careful.
“Why did you?” he asked.
My mother blinked.
“Why did I what?”
“Treat me like that.”
She looked down at the bakery box.
“I was overwhelmed.”
Caleb’s expression continue reading …
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