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It wasn’t a real answer, but it wasn’t a lie either. It was the kind of answer kids give when they’re protecting someone or trying not to upset you.
So, I didn’t push. I figured that the truth would reveal itself at some point.
We’ll make it work. Don’t you worry about that.”
That night, I sat on the edge of my bed and stared at the grocery list I’d scribbled onto an envelope:
Bread, apples, granola bars, ham slices, peanut butter, maybe — if it was still on sale.
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