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needed validation from him, but because in that moment, a room full of people who’d decided who I was suddenly had to reckon with who I actually was.
My phone rang. My mother’s name appeared on the screen. I let it ring twice before answering.
“Linda.” Her voice was smaller than I’d ever heard it. “Can we talk?”
“I’m listening,” I said.
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