October 20, 2010 |
“It’s not a pretty story.” She says, and takes a bite of food.
I smile. “Go ahead and just tell me.”
“Okay, well, ...
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“It’s not a pretty story.” She says, and takes a bite of food.
I smile. “Go ahead and just tell me.”
“Okay, well, ...
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Dear Mom,
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