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August 6th, 2008
When a Mother Is Most Needed
“Hold me?” my four-year-old daughter whispers from a pile of blankets in the middle of the hide-a-bed.
She’s been out here in the living room for twenty-four hours now with a flu bug.
First, she’d been pale and stoic, retching so often over a seven-hour period that I quit counting after she hit the double digits.
By Anjie Reynolds
