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MY 4-YEAR-OLD POINTED, LAUGHED, AND SAID “DAD’S THERE” — I SMILED… UNTIL I REALIZED WHAT HE WAS ACTUALLY SEEING.
Music filled the backyard. Glasses clinked. Kids ran in chaotic circles while adults pretended they still had control over anything. It was loud, messy, alive—the kind of night you continue reading …
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