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I wondered how Dad would’ve felt if he’d known Maain, lately it had been hard for me to believe she was the one who felt the way those letters felt

Whole

Co divine

Recently she sees

Broken

Incomplete

Lonely all the time

Mama became a whore after Dad died There weren’t many other ways to put it other than that It didn’t happen right away, even though down the street Miss Jackson had been flapping her lips to everyone ould listen, saying Mas, even when Dad was alive I knew that wasn’t true, though, because I’d never forgotten the way she’d looked at hiazed when she only had eyes for one o off to work at the crack of dawn, she would have his breakfast and lunch packed with snacks for the in-between hours Dad always coht after he was full, so Mah

Dad was a poet and taught at the university an hour away It wasn’t surprising that the two left each other love notes Words hat Dad drank in his coffee, and he tossed the ords as her husband, she kne to express herself in each letter she wrote

The s, Mama smiled and huothow much she missed hiht When he calass of hile he huainst her wrist whenever she grew close enough to his le as if they were kids falling in love for the first time

"You’reher lips to his