Renata’s Pink Blanket Led Me Back to the Letter My Parents Buried
“Of course I want her to want me there.
I am asking you.”
“And I am telling you that it is her choice.”
Carmen looked down at the book.
The bookmark showed a rabbit holding a red balloon.
“I could sit in the back,” she said.
“I would not have to speak to anyone.”
“You can sit in the audience.
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