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you back,” she said.
“Savannah—”
“I’m okay.”
She hung up.
I stood on the sidewalk, phone in my hand, watching strangers pass under holiday lights strung along the street.
My happiness dimmed but did not disappear.
That was another new skill.
Letting joy survive other people.
Two days later, Megan posted a picture of Savannah on Facebook holding a printed copy continue reading …
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