Peace: Part Two
She loved him.
She wanted to be with him.
She’d chosen him, the Mad Hatter, the man with mixed emotions, to fix her.
No matter how many different ways he said it he couldn’t grow tired of the notion. In fact, the Hatter thought, I doubt I’ll ever be tired of anything again. Not the total dark of night they were now shrouded in, not
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