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Me and my dad.

A couple weeks into quarantine, I got a phone call from my brother. I heard that dreaded tone in his voice, reflexively caught my breath, and steadied myself as he cut to the chase: “Dad is sick; I think he needs a Covid test.”

My father bestowed an ever-evolving nickname on me: Little Miss Muffet — you know, the one who sat on her tuffet eating her curds and whey. As I got older, he shortened it to Miss Muffet, which eventually became Muffin or, simply, Muff. …

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Nicole Baker Fulgham

Detroit Girl living in DC. Fighting for justice and equity. Motivated by faith. Trying daily to love others and speak truth. Twitter:@nicolebfulgham

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