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could spend days on the farm by myself, wandering from house to barn to tree, lingering in the meadow, sitting in only the company of whatever cat followed along with me. I looked forward to the summer days, when school was out and I didn’t have to be in a room with rules and kids my age. I didn’t need to be needed like others did.
The Mad Wife
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