“… love is strong as death …”
—Song of Solomon
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“I realize this is upsetting news,” said Ms. Daniels, watching me and Olivia across her enormous wooden desk.
There was no way I was letting her see me cry. I bit my lip and stared at the wall behind her.
It was hung with photographs of ballerinas—on stage wearing elaborate tutus; in leg warmers and cutoff T-shirts,