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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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under new names. Failed both times. Worked, according to Diane, in some administrative job outside Columbus. Lived alone. Still blamed many people, depending on the year.

“She’s alive,” I said. “That’s all I really know.”

Lily absorbed this.

“Do you hate her?”

I thought carefully.

“I don’t spend enough time with her in my heart to hate her every day.”

Lily continue reading …

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