“I’m sorry,’ Hannah says. ‘I’m sorry for putting you through this—I’m sorry for not telling you—I’m sorry for being the way that I am—’
“‘Don’t you say that,’ her mom says, jerking back from her and shaking her shoulders.
“‘Don’t you ever say that,’ her dad says, tears spilling forth from his eyes.
“Her mom looks at her straight on, and her expression is resolute. ‘God knew exactly what He was doing when He created you, Hannah.”
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Kelly Quindlen,
Her Name in the Sky