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I feel his hand on my shoulder. It is cold, bony, and scrapes against my skin. It doesn’t sting too badly. Pain doesn’t cause discomfort for me -...
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Benjamin. Hmm… Jam, Jen, Jeb, Jan, man, Nim, Jim. Oh, and Ben, of course… “What’re you doing?” His friend, Misty, was leaning over his paper. “Anagrams,” Ben...
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I hate September. I mean, it’s pretty the way warm colors melt into each other on fallen leaves, and I like the swift breeze of autumn. But in the South, September means football, and...