Tag: love
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Around the Corner
I was three the day Nancy came around the corner and knocked on our door. Her family was new to the neighborhood. She wanted to know if I’d come play with her daughter. So, I went. And I cried the entire afternoon, the way a shy three-year-old cries in a house that isn’t hers, wanting…
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On her own
For most of her childhood, my youngest came as a pair. She was reserved out in the world. She was quiet in public, watchful, the kind of little girl who hung back and let her older sister go first. The two of them did everything together. If I signed one up for something, they both…
Whatever Held 