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Our nine-month-old twins are sick and the batteries in the swing are dead. No one’s going to get any sleep at this rate, so I volunteer to run out for batteries. On the way I to the store I call a friend whose father was recently diagnosed with a deadly...
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After graduate school I worked for a year as a waitress at the Olive Garden. Dressed in black pants and a pressed white shirt with requisite greasy necktie, I carried heavy trays of dishes to my waiting tables, taking care to place each meal with precision...
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Walking out onto the dock, I feel it welling up around me. It’s not the first time I’ve felt it. It’s the last day of our summer vacation at the bay and I’m distracting the kids while my parents and husband load up all our gear. The big gate’s...
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Three out of four of the walking members of our household now own rain gear – specifically, rain boots. So now, when it rains or a storm blows through, we three gear up and head out, not in. We put on our coats and boots and zip-up, not minding that by the...
