I never asked them to.
When I married Daniel Mercer, his children were still young.
Ethan was ten.
Lily was eight.
Their mother, Vanessa, lived only a few miles away.
She promised to attend school plays.
Forgot.
Promised birthday weekends.
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I never asked them to.
When I married Daniel Mercer, his children were still young.
Ethan was ten.
Lily was eight.
Their mother, Vanessa, lived only a few miles away.
She promised to attend school plays.
Forgot.
Promised birthday weekends.
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