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hands clasped so tightly her knuckles showed through the thin skin.
“I didn’t want you to face them,” she said. “They’re still your parents.”
“No,” I said, taking her hands in mine. “Family is the people who love and respect you. You are my family.”
She looked at me, and for the first time in days, tears welled in her eyes.
“Thank you, Calvin,” she whispered.continue reading …
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