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“His words ring through me like a game of telephone, where my mom begins with a whisper into one ear, two ears, three ears, until it reaches the head of the table and God says, “Everything will not be okay, but I am here with you always.” And like in telephone, it is hard for me to trust the last person more than the first.” — Jackie Viramontez
His words ring through me like a game of telephone, where my mom begins
with a whisper
into one ear,
two ears,
three ears,
until it reaches the head of the table and God says,
“Everything will not be okay,
but I am here with you
always.”
And like in telephone,
it is hard for me to trust the last person more than the first.