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is Aaron. He’s seven.”
The pause was subtle, but it was there. She lifted her glass, took a controlled sip, and recalculated.
“That’s a great deal of responsibility,” she replied evenly.
“She’s a wonderful mother,” I said quickly. “And Aaron is a good kid. He told me I was his favorite adult last week.”
“I’m sure she appreciates the support,” my mother continue reading …
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