MY PARENTS WALKED AWAY FROM ME AT THE HOSPITAL WHEN I WAS 13 — MY MOTHER WENT PALE WHEN THE DEAN CALLED MY NAME

Go Fish until nearly 2 a.m., and she shared stories about her life. She was divorced, had no children of her own, and had always dreamed of becoming a mother, but life hadn’t worked out that way. She lived in a small house just fifteen minutes from the hospital, owned a cat named Pancake, and loved listening to murder mystery podcasts.

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