So Juniper has a new friend this year. We have heard nothing but C this and C that, and C and I want to hang out, and can I go for ice cream with her and her dad?
As any nosy (read: PARANOID AS ALL HAYLL) parent would do, I naturally inquired as to the whereabouts of the mother. This was when I learned that C’s mother died when she was 8 (which
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