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When the guys down at the station asked me to "crack open a cold one" with them this weekend, I couldn't say no.
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Every night since my husband's death at exactly 11 PM, something mimicking his voice begs for me to let it inside.
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[NOV23] “Mommy do you think I can count to one hundred before we get there?” my son asked from the back seat.
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