Second Grade Wisdom

Even as a child, I knew he wanted sons — not the two daughters he had instead.

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Kids know.

There’s just no way around it. Sometimes I wonder if my parents knew how much I knew.

I remember standing in line at recess in the New England winter that I certainly should have been accustomed to, but most definitely wasn’t. There is…

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Divorced, biracial woman in my early 20’s | Editor for Out of the Woods | I write to heal myself and others | Support me at https://ko-fi.com/aashaanna ❤

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