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  • Half-Drowned Cat
  • I tried to maintain what dignity I could as I got into his car. I wasn’t very successful — I looked like a half-drowned cat and my boots squeaked.
  • Still Hoped
  • The worst part about Friday was that, even though I knew he wasn’t going to be there, I still hoped.
  • Scent Like a Wrecking Ball
  • Her scent hit me like a wrecking ball, like a battering ram. There was no image violent enough to encapsulate the force of what happened to me in that moment. In that instant, I was nothing close to the human I’d once been; no trace of the shreds of humanity I’d managed to cloak myself
  • Five Times a Senior
  • Alice: I think it’s a nice idea. You’re only a senior once. Might as well document the experience. Bella: How many times have you been a senior?

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