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It wasn’t me!

March 16, 2013

We are painting the old utility room/play room. It is looking better than it ever did in my recollection. The kids are all pitching in.

They say–look mom, a code on the wall!! It is their adopted sister’s name written repeatedly amidst the scribbled lines.

I laugh and repeat this story–

Years ago I found her name on a windowsill–full name in cursive. I called her in to show her. She denied it vehemently–It wasn’t me!!! I was framed!!

I take pictures this time. Last precious signs of the girl I once knew.


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