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His mother stumbles out of the room. He has noticed how they both carry anguish in their body. It crushes his mother so she no longer stands straight, her shoulders sloped as though the slightest weight would knock her over. It presses into Jujube’s face so her eyes are puffy and half closed with sadness.
The Storm We Made
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