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Sometimes we talk. Most of the time it's just me talking, trying to make her laugh. Trying to gift my ears with the sound that makes my world stop.
“You make my world stop, Lucy.”
I hear her call my name. I turn around to see her running to me. “Wait!” she yells, and it makes me laugh. Of course I'd wait. I'd wait forever for her.
She walks to the end of the dock and dives in. “Coming?” Yeah. In my shorts. Right now.

