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about… and why my answer had to be no.
I told my aunt I couldn’t wait for my brother Marcus’s wedding tomorrow, and she froze on the phone before whispering, “Kesha… the wedding was last week.”
I stood in the middle of Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport clutching a $5,000 check I’d written for Marcus and Trina’s honeymoon, realizing my continue reading …
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