In your earliest memory of her the two of you are together on the playground. You’re four, five years old at the most. In the memory you don’t know where your Mom is; over talking to one of the other moms, perhaps. All the other kids are climbing around on a towering metal jungle gym. The fall wind is brisk, and the metal is cold to the touch.
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