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when I teased him about being alone.
“Mom,” Caleb was in the doorway. “Please say something.”
“You knew this for a while, but you sat at my table on the Fourth of July, and you didn’t tell me,” I said, wiping away tears.
“Of what?”
“Of exactly this. Of you standing in the kitchen like you can’t look at us.”
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