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June, at 13, slamming doors. Claire, at 15, refused to look at me for a month. And Ava, at 17, told me I didn’t understand anything.
I just made grilled cheese.
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A cousin’s wedding in Denver because Claire had the flu.
A fishing vacation I’d promised myself for 10 years.
The chance to have a family of my own.continue reading …
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