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“No,” I said firmly. “You couldn’t have fixed it. You never fix it, Mark. You just ask me to absorb it, to be the bigger person, to let things go. Well, I’m done being big. I’m done absorbing everyone else’s cruelty and dysfunction. I’m done being the family doormat.”
“She’s my mother,” Mark whispered, and he actually had tears in his eyes.
“And I’m continue reading …
