sing you home / jodi picoult

I had not realised that I had not written about this. This was a family that I do not mind growing up in. There was so much at stake. 

Why is it that when something that was once yours no longer is yours you want it back? It is something that I do not get. But the love I do. I get that. When you meet the one that un-defines you. 

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