Chapter 31
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Updated : Nov 3rd, 2020
One of my first memories was of mom. It wasn't the day of adoption. I was too young to recall that. Rather, it was her telling me about my adoption. As a young girl, I remembered standing in front of a clothes store, staring at a lovely red dress that was my size. We went in and bought the dress. Then she told me I was adopted.
While I was clutching her hand, afraid to get lost in the sidewalk, I asked her why my parents didn't want me. She said, "Do you know that most people like to focus...
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