“Where are you? My kids are hungry, and the table still isn’t cleared!” my sister demanded on my birthday, as if cooking, cleaning, and caring for her children were automatically my responsibility. – Welcome

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“Exactly.”

“You’ll forget me long before then.”

“Never.”

He held out his hand.

“Shake on it.”

I did.

But Danny didn’t laugh.

He looked completely serious.

“Sixty sunflowers. I promise.”

At fifteen, we thought forty-five years was the only thing standing between that promise and reality.

Then came the Fourth of July.

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