And at home it’s hardly as if I’m alone, either. The house is never silent—but Kit is still going through his evil phase, Tiffin is only interested in his DS and his soccer friends, and Willa is sweet but still just a baby. I play Twister and hide-and-seek with the little ones, help them with their homework, feed them, bathe them, read them goodnight stories, but all the while I have to stay upbeat for them, put on the damn mask, and sometimes I fear it will crack. Only with Maya can I really be myself. We share the burden together and she is always on my side, by my side. I don’t want to need
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