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Sweetheart, if you ever need anything, anything, we are next door’s next door. I put the apron on him that night. He cooked with me at the stove standing on a stool.
He stirred the spaghetti water and pretended he was a chef. He kept the apron on through bedtime. I sat on the couch after he fell asleep and stared at the wall continue reading …
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