I still remember the first time we met. Her hair was pulled back into a puff. Her tattered clothing hanging off her very thin frame. She was barefoot. Her caramel complexion was stained with mud or dust. She seemed like she’d been working very hard. Our eyes met, and her mouth opened into a giant smile, showing all of her teeth.  She was an unfamiliar face in the house I grew up in. The house that I left ten years […]

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