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believe you,” I said. “I am sorry, Joselyn. You have a great deal to figure out, and none of it involves me anymore. You and Bryce have a marriage. Build it with each other. Do not build it with your mother, your father, or with me. We have all had our turn.”
Then I spoke to my son for what I understood might be the last time for a long while.
“Bryce,continue reading …
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