“It always did, and it never seemed to lessen, even though I was a grown ass woman now. But certain things, like a mother’s love, just can’t really be found elsewhere. And when it’s missing from your life, it feels like a giant void in your chest. I always think I’ve gotten used to it, come to terms with it, then something else happens. That wound opens afresh, cutting deep like it always does, bleeding everywhere.”
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Amanda Richardson,
Savage Hate