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of the 2 a.m. phone call.
I wasn’t the same man who sat on that couch in the dark. I had rebuilt my foundation, and this time, there were no cracks.
December 24th.
The smell of Christmas is different when it’s not tainted by fear.
In my new house, a mid-century modern remodel I had designed myself, the air smelled of pine needles,continue reading …
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