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The Map of Small Disasters
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Mom sat me down at the kitchen table. 'When I was pregnant with you, our boat went down at sea,' she said. 'Grandma swam out and pulled us both up. You were born three days later. She marked that spot so you'd know how hard the world fought to keep you.'
I asked Mom to take me there. We hired a boat and went out together to the exact spot. We dropped a small bundle of Grandma's flowers onto the water and watched them drift. 'Thank you,' I whispered to her — for the map, for the rescue, for everything. The star finally made sense.
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