Le Creuset
My mother was handed the wrong baby at the hospital. My father had seen his dark-haired firstborn, but a nurse brought Mom a redhead. “This isn’t my baby,” she insisted. Mom was right. Five years later, I arrived blonde, blue-eyed, and pale. I imagine Mom saying, “Not again,” and
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