Willa and I met on a crisp, fall day near Forest Lake, New Jersey, at sunset. She loved the park on the lake, and I adored playing with her in the magical, autumn light.
Read MoreWe’re eating peanut butter and jellies in the grass near the boat launch when Uncle Jon and Denise arrive. You keep dripping jelly on your blue jeans, and I try furiously to keep up with the water from your bottle, wiping each spot clean as I can with my bare fingers.
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