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When Allyson smiles, Willem is reminded of a sunrise. A bit of light, then more of it, then a burst of brightness. A sunrise is something you can see all the time and still marvel at. Maybe that is why her smile feels so familiar. He has seen many sunrises.
Allyson and Willem look at each other, the invisible chain connecting them pulling hard.
“You win some, you lose some. And sometimes you win and lose at the same time. Life’s a bloody cockup,”
And, oh, what a kiss. It makes the one this morning seem chaste. It makes the flowers smashed between them bloom all at once. Allyson could live in that kiss.
