the best chapter of her life was ending. The three of them living together in the house. Ellie always so busy, and yet always having some defined purpose. Even if it was for a million small somethings—tasks other people might have overlooked—for many years, Ellie had felt so needed. All the invisible work she filled her days with—all the invisible work every mother fills her days with—it was important. It kept the ship running. It kept everyone safe. Healthy. Happy. Forward moving. It made Ellie feel like what she was doing mattered. That her choices mattered. That her life mattered and made a
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