Maggie Heaps

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Felix, Farly, and I go to the conservatory and play drinking games and we chat and laugh; at one point he puts his arms round me and Farly and I exchange the briefest half-smile and flicker of eye contact. Enough to make her go take a fake phone call upstairs to leave us alone. I couldn’t have loved her more.
Everything I Know About Love
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