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Because I knew they’d make fun of everything I brought.
Of us.”
That broke me. In the midst.

“But they didn’t have to say it,” he trembled. They simply expressed it with their eyes.
How they laughed. One kid asked, “What will he bring?” A piece of old bread?
We hugged for a long time. I said, “Baby, you are not less.
Not little. They don’t see what matters.continue reading …
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