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ving, stringing together seasons, routines, loves and disappoin

n, was strict but fair in her demands. But one day I discovered that she was a distant aunt of Beth and Jack. I was still living with them and was being paid a small amount for tutoring Roy, so I

again. We would meet, make out and then go weeks without seeing each other. I wanted to feel that kind of inner peace that

walking down Grafton Street. She looked at me as if she didn't know me, unperturbe

zombie whose ability to feel had been taken away. Not a c

have ever met." Then I would burst into tears and, when I got over it, I would type the digits that went with that name in my address book. "Monica." Why

atsapp, but at the same time I loved her beauty. Later she would tell me it was just the physique, but I realized it was not. It w

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she have s

's too late

give me

, don't wri

But this time it was true. Instead, I was thinking about Jack. "If only I could bring back the magic we had in the beginning." But it was impossibl

e he was rarely home and I wanted to talk t

ll are you doing h

o talk to yo

disguise himself so as not to be the subject of gossip f

e. What's that important th

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was my failing, wanting to be pitied and pitied

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ove? I wish I could prete

overheard our conversation and did

one, you little dead fly. He's al

I'm leavin

hope I don't see you coming near my b

t, we were almost to Malahide. I broke through the hedges leading to the Radcliffe's house and bu

la

and when I turned around, she

, switching to a sweet voice I

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can't get him

etimes, people can have so many faces. Life is imperfect, and when

hing and Mr. Radcliffe was watching TV. Jack took me into the

o Erika. I conveyed

can do about that,'

riends, she

ant you to limit yourself to talking to me only from a prof

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d. I sounded rather childish ad

d, the light off and tossing and turning in the sheets, I thought that with my stupid decisions