Dana and Meriah
When we first moved to Hawaii from Fiji, Dana was 14 and I was 13. We were too young to work in America - and we were both pretty upset about it, as Fiji had had no such "child welfare" rules. Being suddenly dependent on our (broke) parents was awful. Dana turned 15 (the legal
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So, I got the flu. Straight-up knock-ya-down flu, complete with weekly-long inescapable headache, chills/sweats, body ache, the whole thing. I was kind of crying as I'd get the kids ready for school in the morning, drive them, and then head back and do what I had to do before resting a bit before heading back
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emergency alert
Years ago in Taiwan, I was riding on a motorcycle with my brother, Dana. As we flew over a railroad track, the back tire of the motorcycle exploded, and when we landed, we crashed. I - having already gone through a horrific car accident when I was little and had PTSD - blacked out before
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