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Other than karaoke, he’d hit the center during inclement weather or if he wanted to use the net. Against his better judgment, he called Rory and left a message on her voicemail. “Last night was fun. I hope to get—” and he paused for a moment. And then quickly added, “We can get together soon.”
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In the quiet streets of Ivoryville, the shadows were empty. No brown arm linked with mine; just an empty grocery bag Eleanor sent me off with. Nothing but her gentle mouth giving me leave, giving me that lone sunset to witness as she’d had the past months of freedom I gave would give give give…
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