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favorite mugs, the smell of a home, and the hand you reach for when you wake up crying matter too. Maybe more.
I Lived in Poverty with Amnesia for 13 Years – Until One Day, a White SUV Pulled up to My Tent Under the Bridge
Riley cried first. Flora didn’t cry until later, when she asked Nora if this meant “some stranger” was going to start acting like her mom.
I said, “Only if you want me to.”
