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I had chosen a different side.
I didn’t tell my grandmother what I was planning. I knew it would worry her.
“I have to run some errands in the city,” I said instead.
She reached up to ruffle my hair, like she had when I was a boy.
“Be careful,” she said. “You’re my only comfort now, Calvin.”
Those words weighed on me all the way to Atlanta.
I told Dorian continue reading …
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