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still. His eyes went wide, his body trembling as if he’d been startled into silence. That was the moment it hit me.
He wasn’t being stubborn.
My baby was afraid.
I dropped to my knees in front of him, pulling him into my arms. “I’m so sorry,” I whispered. “Mommy’s sorry.”
When his breathing steadied, I asked quietly, “Sweetheart… why don’t you like daycare continue reading …
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