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“That draft wasn’t as shitty as I expected.” “That’s what I aim for,” I say, “to be just a little less shitty than people expect me to be.”
I feel like I can see, maybe, the outlines of…something, the way after your eyes adjust to the darkness it changes from an absence to a backdrop. Two sisters and the silences between them.
She remembers how he laughed when he spoke, the light speckling across his face as they walked beneath the summering trees. She should have seen, right then, she says to the invisible audience behind me. The danger. No one was meant to be so happy.
