“Who is he? What’s his name?” My hands stilled in my underwear drawer. Shoot. Who was he? I racked my brain to come up with a name. Some name. A name. There were none. NO names. I could think of no guy names. My brain was an empty sheet of paper. Men didn’t exist in this world. My life was at my school, and at school there was only… No. But suddenly my brain latched onto the name Miles and wouldn’t let go. NO. Miles. Miles. Miles. Miles. Mr. Grady! My brain detected another male human. He was in his seventies, but it was fine. I just needed a name, and his name was Ralph! Ralph. I opened my
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