Our fear had found a cause to wrap itself around. Like my thoughts hit something around him, formed it into glass to hurt him. I decided to take it, and sat down. It means that if your life works, and you work in it, then it's okay, whatever is happening is okay.
That thought, that sharing fear made it easier to bear, brought a memory. Why go to that dump? I laughed and dropped a bag so I could hug him. He waited for me to be horrified, but I wasn't. They won't believe what? I said.
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