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I read the story three times.
First, in the writer’s voice. As if she was telling the story.
Next, in my mother’s voice. As if she was telling it to me.
Finally, in my voice. As if I was telling it to my daughter.
And each time, it was a little different.
Subtly unique.
Personal.
That’s why it’s great writing.



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