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The Message From My Son That Forced An Impossible Choice – The Archivist

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I might drive down to surprise her.”

He laughed—that practiced laugh he used when he was caught off guard but trying to hide it. Ran a hand through his hair in the gesture that usually meant he was thinking fast, recalibrating. “Of course, of course. I just forgot which day. God, this week has been insane.”

 

He launched into an elaborate explanation continue reading …

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