Nineties rap blares on the radio as the air conditioning blasts against the new summer heat. Chip and snack cake wrappers litter the front seat.
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The other day, my sister-in-law and I sat down to swap mom stories. We talked about the cute and funny things our kiddos had done lately and we shared the guilty moments when we yelled too much. Then I asked her a question I’ve been meaning to discuss with someone for a while.