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The problem was that we never knew which mother we would have, which parents we would have: the predictable parents who made us study and who we knew loved us, or the ones who violently raged at each other and caught us up in their maelstrom. We were experts in reading their moods, always on guard for the moment when the darkness returned.
What My Mother and I Don't Talk About: Fifteen Writers Break the Silence (What We Don't Talk About Book 1)
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