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was theirs to carry.
“You’re right,” I said to Lydia. “I don’t know what it’s like to have kids. But I do know what it’s like to be told, over and over, that I owe everyone everything, when I don’t.”
My mother lifted a finger and pointed it at me. “Do not make yourself the victim.”
That nearly made me laugh, and not because it was funny. It was because continue reading …
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