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But it wasn’t that sort of quiet. It was the quiet that confirms no one awaits you as you walk through the door. The quiet that confirms you’ll be cooking and eating dinner on your own again tonight. The quiet that bounces off the walls when you watch TV and laugh at the stupid humor. The quiet in bed when no one farts next to you.
Three Blind Dates (Dating by Numbers, #1)
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