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But she was laughing in every photo. Disneyland, birthday parties, piano recital. I’d never been to Disneyland. I’d never had a birthday party. I’d never touched a piano. You look so much like her, Patricia said once, touching my face. Her eyes were wet. But you’ll never be her. I didn’t know who her was. Not then. I just knew I wasn’t enough. Gerald continue reading …