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separating us, I looked at Mia and remembered the promise I had made at our parents’ funeral.
“I’ll take care of her.”
And that’s what I did.
Or at least, I gave it everything I had.
Some months were harder than others.
There were days when I skipped meals so Mia would never go without.
There were nights when I studied until dawn after putting her to bed.continue reading …
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