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inch at a time. “Keep the letter. That’s all. Just keep the letter.” Silence. Then footsteps, and a second voice. “Just read it.” “I don’t want to hear another word from her.” “Mom. Please.” They argued in low voices. I stood there with my hands in my pockets, feeling like a man waiting outside a courtroom. Then the arguing stopped. A long quiet followed,continue reading …
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