When I was growing up, I had one cousin with whom I was close. She was one year younger than me, an only child who lived with her parents in a large old two story house in a small city about 100 miles from our home. I spent some time each summer with her and family holiday gatherings were sometimes held in that big house. Family gatherings and in-between conversations were peppered with whispers and behind the hand comments about my cousin’s family. My aunt, my cousin’s mother, had married of all......

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