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... t the array of birthday party catalogs spread across my expansive mahogany desk, watching my six-year-old daughter flip through them with uncharacteristic enthusiasm. Vivian’s dark hair fell forward as she leaned in, studying each page with an intensity I rarely saw in her. The afternoon sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office cast a warm glow on her small features, so reminiscent of her mother’s.
"What about this one, Daddy?" Vivian pointed to an elaborate p ...
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