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Nico breathed in horror, “No.” “The doctors weren’t clear if there was a genetic component, something wrong with the baby that would have made her premature anyway, or if the stress of my mother’s death put me into labor, but I didn’t have any money for testing, and what difference would it have made? My baby was gone. My mother was gone. And Brian and Diana suffered almost as much as I did. Maybe more, in a way. All their hopes and dreams, dead. “And I felt responsible. Even though I hated myself for it, part of me wished I’d had the abortion like Glenn wanted me to. Part of me thought it was my own fault, all the suffering I’d caused this sweet couple. Part of me wanted to die, too.” Nico turned me to face him. He was shaking his head, tears welling in his own eyes. I cut him off bef
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