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They Slowly Erased Me From My Own Home. Then I Found My Husband’s Letter — and Took It All Back.

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said, exactly as he always said it.

And we did. We had time, and we used every bit of it. Scott was born in the spring of 1985, Courtney three years later, and the house filled with noise the way all houses do when children arrive: toy trucks on the living room floor, crayons left on windowsills to melt in the summer sun, the sound of small feet running continue reading …

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