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i know.

For D. I know. I really, really know. * I call Brooke down for dinner. She answers. I can’t make out the words but the tension in her voice is unmistakable. “Honey,” I call up the steps again, “It’s time to come down. Dinner’s ready.” “NOOOOOOOO!” she yells in response. There is no rebellion in … Continue reading