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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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stirred once, mumbling something I couldn’t catch. In her room, the unicorn night-light glowed lavender against the walls. Her stuffed animals were lined up on the bed in the exact order she preferred: turtle, bunny, bear, fox, another bear she insisted was a dog.

I laid her down and pulled the comforter to her shoulders.

Then I saw it.

On her pillow.continue reading …

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