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My thirteen-year-old son had been gone for weeks when his teacher called me. “Ma’am,” she said, “your son left something for you. Please come to the school as soon as you can.”

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At the time, I was sitting on Owen’s bed, clutching one of his old T-shirts. The idea that he could have

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