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thing.

“I’m sorry those things happened to you,” she said.

Patricia began crying harder.

“But you don’t get to pass them down to me.”

Silence.

Then Emma looked around the room.

“The baby shower is over.”

Patricia’s face fell.

“Emma—”

“I want everyone to leave.”

Nobody argued.

Guests quietly collected their belongings.

Several people hugged Emma before going.

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