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“Young. Old. We all experience life whether we’ve had lots of it or very little.”
My heart is so wet and heavy, it feels like I can’t breathe.
Light ebbs from her face, and she bows. She flutters out only to stop at the threshold. Before I know what’s happening, she zips toward my face and hugs it with her full body. Has a fairy ever hugged your face, Fi? It’s very awkward trying to pat her back. Do I tap her shoulder with the point of my finger?
