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me in the late afternoon.
How are you? I told her the truth. I’m not anyone’s spare wallet today, Jenny.
I forgot how that felt. That’s not forgetting, she said. That’s remembering.
I sat with that for a while after she hung up. I drank a second coffee. I watched the daylight leave the river.
I want to say one thing to you before I go. There is someone continue reading …
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