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About the time I started middle school (or, as we used to say, “junior high”) I had exasperated my piano teacher to the point where
I post this, as I have posted others, because one day I will be attending their high school graduations. And I will want to look
I cuddle in bed with Tessa and do to her what I love having done to me: I stroke her hair as she falls asleep.
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