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“Come on,” he says. He’s still smiling, at least. I want to take his hand and keep him here with me, in the weeds. “Are you still mine?” I’d ask him. “Do you still want this?” But I don’t. Because I don’t want to hear him say no.
Wayward Son (Simon Snow, #2)
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