Zoe Trumbore

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He had said to her once when she was alive, as a joke, imitating a character in a novel, Please don’t leave me alone, haunt me. He’d said it in English, “haunt me,” because there were no words in Spanish for that verb, not embrujar, not aparecer, it was haunt.
Zoe Trumbore
Wuthering Heights
Our Share of Night
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