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Mark Phillips works as a freelance writer in Ischua, New York. His memoirs have appeared in Notre Dame Magazine, North Dakota Quarterly, and the New York Times Magazine.
My mother wound a dish towel around her left wrist, pulled it tight, then unwound it. My father sat waiting for something, smiling slightly, looking across the kitchen table at me and my sister, Kim.
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