Chaela

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Now, I wished I had watched Josiane every night when she slept, played with her every day instead of doing chores, savored those moments of brushing tangles from her curls while she tried to wriggle free, spared her every harsh word, left behind the petty worries of my days and realized how precious all the seconds were.
The Road Home
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