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looked straight toward me.
“My mom was seventeen when she had me. People saw a mistake.”
He swallowed.
“I saw a miracle.”
My chest broke open.
“If I can be even half the parent she was… my daughter is going to be just fine.”
For a moment—nothing.
Then one person stood.
Then another.
And another.
Until the entire auditorium was on its feet.
Applauding.
Crying.
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