by Alexander Hurla We’ve talked about dividing things. “Right down the middle,” we’ve said. “Fifty/fifty.” But how can we split things when you’ve touched everything that’s mine, and I’ve made my mark on everything that’s yours?
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By David Blome “Thomas, come here.” “What, Daddy?” “You’re gonna stay with Aunt Maureen and Uncle Frank for a little while. “Is Mommy sick again?” “Yes.” “How long am I staying this time?” “Just during the week until she gets better. I’ll pick you up on Friday. Now go get…