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My heart hurt deep inside my chest. I sat at the window in the darkness, watching for the reflection of moonlight and armor. I twirled a strand of my hair, a compulsive habit I
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I'm dead already -- or I might as well be. I quit livin' a long time ago. When Danny died, I just didn't care no more. I mean, he was my whole life, see. We never did hav
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Della stared at the cold gray dust that lay in the shadowed recess of the square cardboard container. At first she thought the messenger was delivering Chinese, but she d
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