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He holds my hand all the way until we reach the sidewalk, and at last, after we pass a building and move out of view, he lets go. He exhales. Grins down at me. “They were just so hopeful,” he says apologetically. “Agreed,” I reply, smiling up at him. “We couldn’t let them down.”
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Meet Me in the Margins
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