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My Daughter Went to the Father Daughter Dance Alone Until a Dozen Marines Walked In

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“Let’s rest for just a little while,” I said. “Just a few more minutes.”

She nodded and leaned against my arm and I leaned my head against the top of hers and we sat there together at the edge of the dance, two people at the perimeter of someone else’s joy, and I prayed something formless and wordless, just the wish that something would shift, that continue reading …

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