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I’ve just kept on giving this man parts of me, not realizing that I was losing myself in the process.
apple and tree, apparently, even if I landed fifty-five hundred kilometers away.
“Sky cowboys.”
“Do I seem like the kind of girl who’d fall for some Alaskan sky cowboy?”
“You’re my type.” His voice is gentle but he levels me with a steady
