It was a lazy afternoon. The covers to her bed were scrunched up in the corner of her bed and he was lying across them so that his back arched to the form of the lump of bedding. He was looking down upon her from a top the mountain of sheets and pillows. He liked the way she stared out the window at some unknown interest. “I like the way the sun is
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