Undecided: I can’t share clothes
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When I was nine, my seven-year-old sister wore my favorite J.Crew striped sweater to school. Despite my protests, my mother defended her. “It’s okay,” she said. “Reia will take care of it.” I knew then and there that Reia wouldn’t take care of anything. She liked to cartwheel during recess. There was no universe in...
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Undecided: I can’t share clothes
When I was nine, my seven-year-old sister wore my favorite J.Crew striped sweater to school. Despite my protests, my mother defended her. “It’s okay,” she said. “Reia will take care of it.” I knew then and there that Reia wouldn’t take care of anything. She liked to cartwheel...
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