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“You kept me on read, Mom.” “What?” I was trying to make sense of my daughter’s obvious frustration with me. “What did I do?” “You kept me on read.&#…| Memos from the Middle
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“Your father wants to talk to you,” my grandmother said, handing me the telephone. I knew that this was no mere check-in or “I miss you” call. There would be none of the jok…| Memos from the Middle
I picture it happening like this: “He’s not getting any better,” Mary whispered as Martha’s hands continued to knead the dough. “Grab that pan for me,” Martha re…| Memos from the Middle
“Was I a weird kid?” My mom giggled a little before she responded. “No. You were just a bookworm and quiet.” I’d remembered that about me, too, and how uneasy it made …| Memos from the Middle
