Ghost

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“I didn’t see it before, but I do now. And I’m here. I’m here, okay? So kiss me. Kiss me, please, or I swear to God—” As a tornado rages somewhere overhead, that leash around my heart snaps, and I give in to the thing I want above all else. I lunge forward and kiss my best friend.
To Catch a Firefly
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