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seamstress was already pinning me into my sister's wedding dress - a dr
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was
to the space slightly above my left shoulder the way he always did, as though
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in the corridor w
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which I rarely let myself do because it cost t
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without taki
was black wit
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ed at the other
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d simply been removed, the way y
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he dark when the carriag
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a man who had never needed volume to comman
urn
the window. I couldn't see his face
ands, black and cracked and faintly glowing
tating a fact, the way you
ld me to look away. Sub
is eyes
st like surprise - the kind that only happens to people
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