Macy Rattliff

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His face broke into a grin. And his big smile—in the way that smiles sometimes can—fixed things between us. I felt a rush of relief come over me. It was an unexpected warm feeling like the way your lips feel when you kiss in the rain. He wrenched himself up and hurried across the room to me.
Lullabies for Little Criminals
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