Margaret Doyle — The House They Thought Was Theirs
I looked at those pictures for a long time.
“Was it ever good?” Paige asked.
“Yes,” I said.
“There were good days.
That’s part of why it was so hard to admit how unhappy I had become.”
“Do you wish you’d never married Dad?”
I shook my head.
“I wish we had treated each other differently.
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