“I don’t have a picture of Mamma.” Fuck, this girl is breaking me. “Don’t you even worry. I’m gonna fix that first thing in the morning. Morbror Henrik’s gonna get us a picture, and I’m gonna put it in a pretty frame that we can set right on your bedside table. Would that be okay? I think we should put one in the living room too.” She nods. “And I think there should be pictures of you with Morbror. Wouldn’t that be nice?” “And with you.” The realness of this moment rocks me to my fucking core. In Sweden, Elin warned us what accepting custody of Karro would mean. But until now, I hadn’t fully
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