Two days after our track survey, Mary-Lou left. I’d felt a pit opening up inside when I thought of her leaving because, although I’d only known her two weeks, we’d become good friends. We shared our struggles, our joy in our children, and our lives at home over long afternoons and evenings when it was just the two of us in the house drinking tea. We wer…
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