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poured two cups of tea and sat across from me and said, “I’ve been trying to figure out what to say for about six months.”
“You don’t have to say anything.”
“I know. I want to.” She looked at the table, then at me. “What you did for me when we were twenty, I told myself it was the wrong thing for years. I needed it to be the wrong thing. And then I had continue reading …
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