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“The anger I had felt for years at my father was what I had instead of him. It was all I had of him. So, I carried it with me always, like a rose quartz in my palm. And it was slowly disappearing, my quartz. Growing tiny. I was hardly feeling the rough edges of it anymore. I realized… that love was wearing me down. Love, like a tide, just washing over and over that piece of rock.”