A few days before the big event I sat down with T. and asked her how she felt. She took the question seriously, mulling for a few seconds before answering: “I’m ready.” I thought about D.’s statement—my mom is my mom, my stepmom is my stepmom—and after mulling for a few seconds, decided that at last, I was ready too.
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