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love rarely made it to the surface. Family dinners were quiet affairs. The questions, when they bothered with any, were always the same.
“How were your finals, Calvin?”
“What’s your class rank?”
Never: “Are you happy?” Never: “Did you make any new friends?”
There was only one place I ever felt truly alive. One place where the air itself felt like a hug.continue reading …
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