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came with an expiration date.
By the time we turned nine, it had transformed into something entirely different.
“Can we get the new sneakers everyone has?” Lily asked one morning.
“Be grateful for what you have,” Jean snapped. “Your real mother abandoned you. I’m the one who stayed.”
Jean’s kindness didn’t last.
“Sorry,” Lily whispered.
“Don’t be sorry. continue reading …
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