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The metal shelf creaks ominously behind me. I try to picture Nolan nursing a kitten back to health. His big hands. Tiny pink toe beans. A hurt little paw. A fuzzy body cradled close to his bare chest. In this mental pathway, Nolan is apparently shirtless.
“I could spend an eternity studying you and still not know what you might do next. You give so much of yourself, so freely. You’re . . .wild with your attentions. Miraculous. I’ve seen so many lives, Harriet, but I’ve never seen someone live like you.”

