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“I want to tell you.” His expression swallowed me whole. “I want you to know everything about me. I want you in every part of my being. You’re the only person I have.” He blushed at the sad truth. “You’re the only friend I have. The only person since my mother that cares whether I live or die, and I want you to know me.”
The Scattered Bones
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