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“Is attention what you’re looking for?” His voice was low and rough. “You know you can always tell me what it is you need.”
I hated myself for ever letting her believe she was hard to love when loving her had been the easiest thing I’d ever done.
I didn’t need acres of Tennessee soil or fields of wildflowers beneath an endless sky. He was my home.

