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The Cup I Didn’t Drink

I knelt down in the hallway and took my daughter’s small hands in mine.

“I need you to promise me something,” I said.

“You do not open that front door for anyone.

No matter what they say.

No matter who they say they are.

Not for anyone but me.

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