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my mother and father. We pull up outside
my childhood home, and I take a deep
breath. I don't know why we fell out, but
after the accident, we drifted apart. They
never approved of Cohen, and I am
suddenly starting to understand why.
He turns off the engine. “Are you
sure you want to do this?”
“I need time away, and the girls are
on a break and haven’t seen my parents.”
