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hold secrets anymore, just questions.
“Yes, sweetheart?”
“I’m glad I told you about the tea.”
I pulled him close, kissing the top of his head. “I’m glad you trusted me enough to speak.”
“I always trusted you,” he said simply. “I just had to wait until it was safe.”
And now it was safe. Now he could speak and laugh and grow and become whoever he was meant continue reading …
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