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GS-At the Christmas celebration, I overheard my daughter-in-law proudl…

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I washed the coffee cups. I wrapped the leftover cookies. I turned off the downstairs lights one by one, leaving the tree glowing in the living room because I have always believed Christmas lights deserve one more night, even after people have behaved badly beneath them.

At six the next morning, I sat at my desk in the small study off the kitchen. The continue reading …

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