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... nights, tears streaming down her face as she reminisced about the times Michael was home.
Some nights, she lay alone on his bed, sobbing until sleep overtook her, and she spent the entire night in Michael’s room.
Betty had Michael stand on the floor while she rummaged through the closet for his clothes.
Every so often, she glanced back at him, as if fearing he might slip away when she wasn’t looking.
She picked out several items for him, including underwear, and ...
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