You stared at the stranger in front of you and decided,
categorically, that this was no longer your son. Or you made the decision to find whatever scraps of
your child you still could in what he had become.
Was that even really a choice, if you were a mother?
categorically, that this was no longer your son. Or you made the decision to find whatever scraps of
your child you still could in what he had become.
Was that even really a choice, if you were a mother?
( Jodi Picoult )
[ Nineteen Minutes ]
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