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august 16, 1972 “Lucius.” It came out as a hoarse mutter. “What are you – I didn’t expect – what I mean is –” She cleared her throat, abashed. |
957 | 6 |
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december 29, 1971 Narcissa remembered how as a child, she'd stand out and watch the snow fall. She was always captivated by their delicate vulnerability, their fragility, how easily they disappeared in the heat or crumbled into the ground when they reached it. She'd try to catch them in her mouth, on her fingers, and they'd leave a raw, cold burning behind them, a redness, and then they'd be gone. |
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