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When my husband left, my mother-in-law celebrated with a divorce party. “Congrats on losing dead weight,” she said, and everyone cheered as I carried my son out the door. A year later, I returned to the same house with company. This time, the laughter was gone.
The banner was still hanging when I pulled into the driveway a year later. Not the same one, of course. That cheap pink paper had probably gone...
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