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I headed into the basement. I determined the card field right away. Joy were top approximately marking the whole lot. I noticed her greater neat handwriting at the aspect of the box. It made me pause. Handwriting is so rattling non-public. My fingertips drifted over it. I touched her lettering and pictured her with the big Magic Marker in her hand, the pinnacle in her mouth as she wrote boldly: images-Copeland’s. I had made many mistakes in my existence. But Joy. . . It become my one amazing smash. Her excellent converted me, made me better and stronger in every way. Yes, I loved her and there has been ardour, however greater than that, she had the potential to make me my satisfactory. I became neurotic and insecure, the financial-useful resource kid at a college with very few of them, an
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