“You think I’m crazy, don’t you? Besides, I can handle myself just fine.” “I don’t think you’re crazy, Dorothy.” He looked defeated while worry lines etched into his forehead. “I just think you’ve had a hard time. When we were kids, after the tornado, and you said you’d come back from a faerie world called Oz, you changed. But just because you think something is real, and it isn’t, that doesn’t make you crazy.” Perhaps the missing piece of why her heart could never be his was because he’d never once believed that maybe her story was true. “I still can’t marry you. The right girl is waiting out
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