When I graduated from high school, I wanted only one thing. I wanted my mother with me. Not literally, of course. She had been gone for seven years by then, taken by ovarian cancer so quickly that none of us ever truly had time to understand what was happening. One day she was planning summer vacations and teasing my father about his terrible taste in music. Four months later, she was gone…. I was eleven years old when she died. My father and I survived the years afterward the only way we knew how. We kept moving. We went to... Continues…
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