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July 14 - July 18, 2018
Losing a child makes time reverse direction, flow backward. To survive loss on that scale, I imagine, you have to become someone you make up, whole cloth, to impersonate you, for the rest of your life.
They were busy doing the covert work children do at night: the multiplication of cells, the silent, unstoppable growth, the hatching of private plans.
