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Separate but Attached

September 18, 2009

I slipped into the apartment at 5 pm, kicked off my sandals, and looked around.  “Where’s the baby?” I asked my husband. “She’s in the crib.  She cried herself to sleep.” My heart froze.  “She did what?” He looked as  uncomfortable, unhappy, and upset as I felt.  “She cried from the moment you left until […]

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