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” I said, then surprised myself. “And one extra for good luck.”
I chose my own numbers: 3 and 16 for my birthday, 12 for Mom, 21 for Dad, 9 for Aunt Martha, 30 for Charlotte.
That night I ate Thai takeout, opened Charlotte’s wine gift, and checked the drawing with low expectations. My hands shook so hard the remote fell to the floor.
“No,” I whispered.continue reading …
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