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cheese. He critiqued my plating. “This looks like the kids’ menu. You should add chives.”
Then we walked to school, him hopping over every crack like the floor was lava.
At first, he still asked. “Did Grandpa get in trouble with the police? Does Grandma still like me? Did I do something?”
Every time I said, “You did nothing wrong. Adults made bad choices.continue reading …
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