I’m sure you’ve heard it. At least once. “Why isn’t there a Kids’ Day?”
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It was a moment to cherish. There I sat in her living room watching this precious woman, my grandmother-in-law, play her special version of patty-cake
They looked at me like I’d killed their grandma. Or at least stolen their candy. In truth, I’d tried to save them from the machine
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