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Alex
The girls were chatting about hair when our lunch plates arrived, and we all dug into our cheeseburgers. It hadn’t dawned on me, until then, how much Hannah was missing by not having a constant female presence in her life.
My mother was prim and standoffish on a good day and my sister was busy with her own life, which now included finding a job––thanks to her relationship with me. So, that left poor Hannah with just me to help guide her. Listening to their girl-talk made me realize that there were simply some roles that I would never be able to fill in my daughter’s life.
“I’ve spent countless hours trying to straighten these stubborn curls away,” Josie pointed at a thick lock of her hair before picking up her cheeseburger for a giant bite.
“What?” Hannah seemed astounded. “I’
