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I Walked Into My Ex Husband’s Funeral With Five Children Until He Saw Their Faces and Everything Changed

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with the dimple. Then Emma, the smallest, standing slightly behind her siblings with one hand tucked in her coat pocket, resting on the obituary she had carried from home.

Each child struck him separately. Five small collisions. By the time his eyes returned to me, he was no longer only grieving his father. He was beginning to grieve ten years.

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