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My 6-Year-Old Daughter Came Home From Aunt’s House After A Cousin Spa Day And Lifted Her Hat…

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one with paint on the sleeve?”

“It’s not paint. It’s art memory.”

So she wore the blue dress.

When the photos came back, I stared at hers in the car before going inside.

Lily smiled with two missing teeth, chin lifted, short dark hair tucked behind one ear. Not perfect. Not polished. Not the kind of image Vanessa would have posted.

Alive.

I ordered six copies.continue reading …

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