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something in me went absolutely resolute.
Not angry. I was past anger.
Resolved.
The kind of resolve that comes from understanding that the only thing that protects you is the thing you are already doing.
I went upstairs and checked on the kids.
Owen was asleep. Mia was reading.
I kissed them both.
And then I went into my room, and I called Patricia and continue reading …
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