There’s a shedder or two in every family.
I can go out to a restaurant and no longer think the people at the next table are sending me messages in their sentences.
I was nervous. Would she in some way feel that I had overstepped the bounds, appropriated her story?
The boy’s pulse listed as he helped me learn the jerk of the clutch.
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