Chapter 16
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Debra Coleman Jeter

Sex and Other Sins

I kept sinning despite my best efforts

As soon as I was old enough to know I should be good, I knew I was not. Much of this fear and guilt came from my grandmother, whom I called Meme. I remember seeing the same fear, much intensified, on her face when, much later, she lay dying. She could not be consistently good either.

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