why this mama lied

I'm not proud of this, but I came face to face with a past sin and need to clear the air. Meet my little friends.  I don't know their names but they're 28 years old. Flattened, faded, apendeges dangling or gone... I found them in a brown paper sack labeled "December 1983, Ian and David". Wanting …

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