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“If you never get sadness, how do you know what happy is like?” she asked. “And by the way, everybody dies.” “I think she has you in checkmate there,” Freddy murmured.
Things always look better in the morning. It wasn’t the sunlight that poked fun at Laura’s imperfections, but the darkness with its looming doubts that mocked her in the sleepless spells that broke the night.

