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June 18 - June 18, 2025
He keeps his hand on the back of my seat, but his attention zeroes in on me like I’m a word search and he’s scanning for relevant letters. I’m just another puzzle to solve. For some reason that irks me.
Because apparently on March 6, in some year that I can only guess was around 1967, Archibald Lester Foyle married Frances Jane Adams.
He kissed me then, and Archie Foyle kisses like he laughs—like he’s finally got to the chorus of his favorite song, like he’s in flight, like he’s in love.
It is I who hold the pen, and the shadow in this story was never mine to begin with.”