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TwO weeks before my son Caleb’s wedding, his fiancée, Brielle, called me.
« Vivian, can I ask you something? »
« Of course. »
« Could you please not wear your red blazer to the wedding? »
I looked toward my bedroom.
The blazer was hanging on the closet door.
Caleb had bought it for me years earlier with money from his first real paycheck.
I’d worn it to his college graduation, his first big promotion, and the dinner where he announced his engagement.
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