After five minutes, Lieutenant Jimmy Cross moved to the tunnel, leaned down, and examined the darkness. Trouble, he thought - a cave-in maybe. And then suddenly, without willing it, he was thinking about Martha. The stresses and the fractures, the quick collapse, the two of them buried alive under all that weight. Dense, crushing love. Kneeling,
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How are you?
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good, bad, stuck somewhere in between. im definitely having some fun this summer, but also some confusing 'what am i doing?' moments.
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