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…age, and extremely burned biscuits in front of my dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed! Yet all Dad did was reach for his biscuit, smile at my Mom, and ask me how my day was at school. I don’t remember what I told him that night, but I remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and eat every bite!
Shameem Anwar
Annelise Lords
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Helping you is Healing me! Let’s heal each other. thisisanneliselords@mediumauthor.com https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1664635
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