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found her sitting on the bottom stair.
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found her sitting on the bottom stair.
I helped her up, and for one brief second, she leaned her weight into me before pulling away.
In the kitchen, I filled the kettle.
“You don’t have to fuss,” she said.
“Then at least let the water boil first.”
I glanced down at the kettle, embarrassed.
She laughed softly, and for a few minutes, the room felt almost normal.continue reading …
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