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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
omeone else. I wish you to
ting. I think we
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
e you
was my failing, wanting to be pitied and pitied
ur mind, I have n
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
ac
ac
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
Ann
d. I sounded rather childish ad
d, the light off and tossing and turning in the sheets, I thought that with my stupid decisions