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for Andrew. But most of the time, she came to check on me.
I Raised My Wheelchair-Bound Twin Daughters Alone After Their Mom Walked Out When They Were Six – On Father’s Day, 12 Years Later, They Said, ‘Dad, Please Don’t Be Mad, but We’ve Been Hiding Something from You’
Sometimes she brought casseroles.
I was 16 when Andrew’s first birthday drew closer. The thought that he’d grow up without any real memory of Mom bothered me. He’d only hear stories about her.
