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At 18, I Fought to Keep My 7 Siblings Together — Then One Photo Exposed the Truth About Our Parents

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My lawyer — a young public defender named Grace who had been given my case forty-eight hours ago and had prepared with visible and impressive speed — put a hand briefly on my arm.

Denise turned to me with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. “I know this is hard, sweetheart. But you can’t save everyone.”

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