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At 18, I Fought to Keep My 7 Siblings Together — Then One Photo Exposed the Truth About Our Parents
He shook his head. “I can’t read cursive well yet.”
“Okay,” I said. “Thank you for bringing this to me. Go back to bed.”
I looked at my mother’s handwriting one more time. Rowan will know what to do.
“I don’t know yet,” I said honestly. “But I’m going to find out.”
