Imani Chestnut

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After a shower and a change of clothes, Adrian’s taken up residence in one of the recliners by the study’s fireplace, one long leg crossed over the other and a medical textbook propped open in his lap.  Besides the quiet click-clacking of the computer keys and Adrian’s fingers flipping from page to page, we work in silence. At times, I swear I feel the weight of his stare sweeping over me, but he doesn’t say a word, so neither do I. 
Imani Chestnut
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