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Portraits of My Father

He no longer sleeps in the bed they shared. He did for a little while, which surprised me. I would have thought her absence would have been the most palpable there, but I suppose the imprint on her pillow was the nearest thing he had to a kiss goodbye.

by Kailee Erickson on November 17, 2004March 17, 2013


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