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... n her bed, her small face a mixture of resignation and defiance. This was our morning ritual now - a battle of wills over the simplest things like getting ready for school.
"I know," she muttered sullenly, making no move to actually get up.
After a moment of lying there, she looked at me with those eyes - so like her father’s - and said, "Mom, you help me squeeze toothpaste."
"Hmm," I agreed, swallowing down the familiar ache. Once, I would have reminded her she was old e ...
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