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for my elbow, helping me back into my seat. I couldn’t look at them.

When she said, “Our father,” she meant me. She had always meant me!

Up on the stage, my daughter stopped reading, looked straight down the aisle, straight at the teary man in row seven, and continued.

I fell out of my chair!

June’s voice steadied as she read the different entries.

“To continue reading …