As I wrote the last section, I sat weighing whether it was cruel to bring up a decades old hurt. I went along slowly to try and make clear that the Wade I’m writing about likely doesn’t exist anymore. He’s not that child, and neither am I. But in calling him out, even under a pseudonym, I … Continue reading Memoir: Sections IX-X
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