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I went to my sister’s tonight to sit with AJ so she could go out. When I got there, she was in her dress and heels scrubbing away at the stains on the stovetop. If she scrubbed much harder, she would’ve went through the surface. I put the pizza on the table and picked up a shoe-tying board. The laces were untied. “Reliving old memories?”
She stopped her scrubbing. “More like living a nightmare,” she told me. “I’ve been trying to teach AJ to tie his shoes.”
I was confused. “He’s ten.”
“I’m aware,” she said. “Do you want to try?”
I shook my head. “That sounds like a parent thing,” I told her. “I&...
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