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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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will.”

On the way out, Laya paused near the front doors.

“This place is smaller than I remember,” she said.

I looked around.

She was right.

For years, that store had loomed in my mind like a monster with fluorescent lights. But standing there with my twelve-year-old daughter, Thunder’s leash in my purse because we were heading to the dog park next, it was continue reading …

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