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October 16 - October 17, 2025
All stories are made of both truths and lies, she used to say. What matters is the way that we believe in them.
She could picture him flashing those deceptive dimples as he tricked an angel into losing its wings just so he could play with the feathers.
“I don’t know if I can fix your broken heart, but you can take mine because it’s already yours.”
“Love at first sound,” her father would say. Then her mother would always kiss him on the cheek and say, “For me, it was just love at first.”

