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Years ago I broke a pale yellow water pitcher that I\\u2019d received from a close childhood friend. We\\u2019d lost our connection but I kept the shards in a drawer, feeling pangs of regret and guilt for my carelessness. I asked my mom how I might fix the pitcher. She suggested I repair my friendship instead.
\\nA story about regret, my great grandmother and her broken hip, and precious moments.
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