That night, my neighbor leaned over the fence and said she had seen my daughter come home during school hours again, her voice casual, as if she were commenting on the weather.
I smiled politely and said she must be mistaken.
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That night, my neighbor leaned over the fence and said she had seen my daughter come home during school hours again, her voice casual, as if she were commenting on the weather.
I smiled politely and said she must be mistaken.
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