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

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We sat in silence for a while. Then I began to talk—not about anything important, just gentle rambling about the neighborhood, about the park three blocks away with good swings, about the library that had a big kids’ section. I talked until his rigid posture started to soften slightly, until his eyelids grew heavy.

 

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