I Spent 22 Years Raising My Triplet Nieces as My Own—What They Did at Their College Graduation Brought Me to My Knees

on the couch, picked up my phone, and scrolled to a number I hadn’t dialed in 12 years.

Diana.

I pressed call before I could talk myself out of it.

She answered on the second ring.

“Noah? I was wondering when you’d call.”

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