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November 30, 2009
Ten years old. I stand next to a silver ladder in my aunt’s front yard while my uncle untangles Christmas lights next to a huge plastic Virgin Mary and baby Jesus in his manger. “Sugar,” my uncle swears, his Boston accent wrapping around the word like a soft splash of water. “Fudge!” He winks [...] November 25, 2009
My house smells like sautéed onions and fennel and sausage. My two best friends are in my kitchen, visiting town in a whirlwind of grocery shopping and cooking and running the dishwasher over and over as we dirty every pot and pan I own. My sons are eating dinner with my husband, and we’re [...] November 22, 2009
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