My Pompei: Reflections on Being a New Adoptive Parent
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I know exactly what I was doing when you were born, because it's still unfinished, just as I left it. My private Pompei.
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Sisters
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I was the youngest for exactly twelve months and fourteen days. I was still showing off my first wobbly steps when Holly came squalling into the family on Christmas Eve and turned me into a middle child. Maybe I should have minded, but I didn't. After all, now I had a baby sister. And she was irresistible.
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