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said. “I am showing you what you called love.”
The children fell silent. The adults did not.
Charlie squeezed the notebook. “Mom, open the gate.”
“No.”
He stared at me like he had not heard correctly. “What do you mean, no?”
“I am not opening it.”
David let out a nervous laugh, the kind of laugh that people use when they believe a situation is a misunderstanding continue reading …
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