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“I sure think so,” he chuckles. “Damien—that’s my boy—he’s a good kid. He was devastated when Mary died, but he didn’t really allow himself time to grieve. It’s all that male bravado we force onto our boys. It ain’t healthy.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” I say.

I’m thinking of my own brother. He proce...

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