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“I will pray for my father, invent rituals to heal him. But I have to save myself first.”

As praise, Mama would tickle me under my chin, then cup my face. She would press her lips full on mine and give me what she called a soul kiss. My whole body would fever from my mother’s embrace.
“I love you, Mama,” I would say, looking into her eyes.
“I love you more,” she answered every time, looking deep inside me.