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“What looks good?” she asks. “You.” “What?” “Uh, the tacos,” I say, my face flushing as I look away from her. “Yeah,” she says, and I continue to stare at the menu until she looks away from me.
I hold her while she sleeps, counting her breaths and thanking every god I can think of that she somehow ended up right here in my arms.
