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My son’s wife had always refused to let anyone hold their baby—until the day of my birthday party.

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“People are cruel.”

These words came out in such a weak voice that they almost melted into the warm afternoon air.

Tristan sat down next to her.

He touched Willow’s foot with the tips of two fingers and swallowed.

“When she was born, the doctors told us it was called polydactyly,” he explained. “Extra fingers. They said that sometimes it’s passed down continue reading …

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