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When my last IVF cycle failed, leaving me barren, it was Andrew who held me. He publicly defended me
man I thoug
ht a young woman hom
e told me a story about a violent mugging in Brooklyn, h
overed, he promised. She looked so fragile, so out of place in th
later, he
was pr
ration. "You know how much she wants a grandchild. Just unt
led fertility treatment, and I felt nothing but a cold, hol
as my
cradled in her arms, made her move. She came t
a swirling abstract form that held all the love my parents had for each other, and for me. They died in a
ely audible. "She said a fragment of it, worn as a
t behind her, h
iece. Your parents would understand. They
hroat, hot and bitte
w I already k
bout the
ago. Molly was lacing my daily green smoothie with a slow-acting, hard-to-trac
was da
father's memory, my mother's legacy, for this wom
as pointless. He
rom the high-end art storage facility in Queens w
are trying to break into your unit! They're sa
h-looking men she'd described as h
of the puzzle cl
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