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He was too hollowed out to fight anymore.
Patricia Callahan called me that evening.
“You did beautifully,” she said.
“I just told the truth.”
“Sometimes that’s the hardest thing to do.”
She told me she watched the family leave one by one. Some stopped to shake Whitmore’s hand and mutter apologies for their earlier assumptions. A few cousins apparently texted continue reading …
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