Dear Mom. Love, Amy

I hit send. I said what needed saying. It’s risky. Hopefully, she hears the plea in my words. The love in my criticism. The good daughter I try to be.

Ping.

Heart catches in my throat.

Click.

Dear Amy: I give up.

 

 

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