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they were wet.
“I should have told you,” he said. It was not enough, and we both knew it.
We did not go on our honeymoon that morning. We sat in that farmhouse for most of the day, and I asked every question I had, and he answered all of them, and some of the answers were worse than I expected, and some were less so. Thomas was real. Gerald had supported continue reading …
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