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“You didn’t have to,” I finally said. He let just enough time go by for me to register that his answer might not be casual or carefree. “I wanted to.” He wanted to, I thought. I wanted to, I imagined him repeating—kind, complaisant, effusive, as he was when the mood would suddenly strike him.
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