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Why did the universe allow people who hurt kids to have them? Why couldn’t it give them to people like me, who wanted them?
I wished I were as optimistic as I pretended. I used to be. Not anymore.
“You don’t want to keep her?” He looked like he was going to cry, and Christopher rarely cried. I’d only seen him do it a handful of times in all our years together.
