Brooke

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He smiled up at me from the bench and I was amazed, as I always was when I saw him again, to feel no differently towards him than when we first met. It always felt like a sleight of hand, a bit of magic, that we both still liked each other so much, that nothing had ever ruined things for us definitively.
Acts of Desperation
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