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of a woman’s voice.
Footsteps came down the stairs.
Lily appeared in socks with her brown bear under one arm.
“Damen, you’re leaving?”
“Yes.”
“You’re coming back, right?”
“Yes, Lily.”
“Promise?”
“Promise.”
She held the bear out to him.
“Take him. He keeps people safe.”
Damen took it.
The fur was matted at one ear from a thousand nights of being loved.
He tucked continue reading …
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