After all the delay, with the counting and the hesitancy and the disbelief, I was amazed at how intensely happy I felt when the results were made official.
When the news popped up on my phone I had to stop what I was doing, fling open the front door, and whoop loudly for the neighbors.
The kid and I had been just about to drive to Central Square, and no…
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