that man needs love like no one I’ve ever met before. It’s like he’s starved himself of any meaningful connection.” She sighs. “He reminds me of Fagin.” I jerk. “Do you mean the scraggy, old dog that used to sniff around for scraps? That’s who my boyfriend reminds you of.” She laughs. “It’s actually a good comparison. Fagin had been beaten and neglected all his life. No one knew who he belonged to, and although people tried to help him, he wouldn’t have it. He’d appear at your door and let you feed him, and sometimes he’d even let you pet him. When you did, he’d lean against you for a while as
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