Ten.One Thousand, Four Hundred & Eighty-Four
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So quiet. 
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The rumble of the neighbor’s truck pulling away. 
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Little strip of pale light above the trees. The cawing of the crows. 
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Always so much paperwork. Find the documents, print everything, paper clip it together. Decide to leave the emergency contact blank. 
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I don’t think it’s my imagination that he looks older today. 
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Rib dinner plate with beans and coleslaw. The kids eat ice cream, the grown-ups drink water and talk. 
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They play on the playground for a bit before the Wiffle ball comes out. Boys versus girls. Softballers versus Baseballers. People sit on the benches and watch us play. 
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He asked for chicken parm for dinner and an ice cream cake. I move slowly. I’ve been non-stop since 6 am, I say. Let out a sigh. Bits of mozzarella cheese are stuck to the bottom of my feet. 
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“It was one of, if not the best, birthdays I’ve ever had.” 
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One day we will not have to talk about this anymore.