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with her friends.
“You okay?” I asked.
He nodded. “Just thinking.”
“About what?”
He smiled, and there was something a little sad in it. “About how much peace costs.”
I followed his gaze out to the yard. Ellie was wearing a lopsided birthday crown and shouting, “My body, my rules!” because one of her friends had come at her with a fistful of frosting. The continue reading …
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