Janee Fritz

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When I speak, his heart hears me. It reacts instantly. The slow, steady beat changes. It speeds up, doubling its pace and beating so hard and fast I feel the wild, hopeful clatter of it against the palm of my hand. He doesn’t speak, but his heart hears the question and answers for him.
Janee Fritz
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