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CNU-At my mother’s Sunday dinner, my sister offered to take my five-year-old daugh…

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stars on her ceiling.

“Why?” I asked.

“So if I wake up scared, I can remember I’m still home.”

I ordered glow-in-the-dark stars online.

We spent Saturday sticking them above her bed. Some were crooked. One fell on my forehead. Laya laughed so hard she got hiccups.

For ten minutes, she was just a little girl with stars on her hands.

Then my phone buzzed.

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