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the door is unlocked, so i just walk in. she’s there on the antique sofa wrapped in countless blankets. she must have lost forty pounds since i’ve last seen her and i am scared to kiss her cheek because she looks like she could crumble with the faintest breath. i am shocked, but i smile so she will not become upset. she asks me three or four ( Read more... )
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