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Her laughter came easier.
We stopped near a small footbridge over a creek.
“I used to think leaving would fix everything,” she said.
“Did it?”
“No.”
I smiled. “That’s adulthood.”
She leaned on the railing.
“But it gave me enough room to fix some things.”
“That’s better.”
She looked at me.
“Do you ever wish none of it happened?”
I knew what she meant.
Hawaii.
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