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was simple.
The meaning was impossible.
He left five years ago.
A child four years old.
A school form with my name.
A scar.
A face.
A man who knew how to imitate my signature.
The stove hissed as water boiled over. I barely noticed until the smell changed.
That night, I made up the sofa bed with my best sheets and my favorite blanket.
She was asleep in five continue reading …
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