But both he and Ian had reached adulthood with living, breathing mothers.
And with the accumulation of years of hypervigilance, interspersed with the denial to which they had each clung while still young enough that adulthood was a distant goal, they had grown; grown larger; grown stronger — stronger, to the extent that learning which fears to stomp on; which to share, was a strength. Ian had […]
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