I used to pride myself on being able to spot a lie from a mile away. My mother, Nancy, had raised me on a diet of straight lines and straight talk. Her rules were clear, unwavering, and delivered with a tone that left no room for argument. Keep your porch clean. Keep your hair brushed. Keep your secrets buried so deep that no one, not even yourself, could ever stumble over them. As a child, I absorbed these instructions…
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