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“By nine o’clock Sunday morning, my son had called me twenty-six times. The day before, he’d abandoned the $280 birthday dinner I’d spent ten hours preparing for his wife, but now he was furious because I’d taken away something he’d expected to have forever.
Chapter 1: “By nine o’clock Sunday morning, my son had called me twenty-six times. My thumb hovered over Derek’s name while the kitchen clock clicked toward 4:22. Then I…
