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the bed, making sure it’s clean before
laying her on the sheets that have seen
better days.
I look down at the only mother I
have ever known, and I wonder what it is
about me that could make two women hate
me as much as they do, one enough to
give me up and the other enough to treat
me the way Billy does.
“Don’t go.” she slurs when I put the
lights out. “Anon, don’t go.”

