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would politely reach out and take it right back.
“Is that bag important?” I asked once.
“Everything that matters to me is inside it.”
“Can I see?”
She carried it everywhere.
The elderly woman smiled the way people do when they’re saying no without saying it.
“One day, maybe.”
I let it go. Everyone’s allowed a private corner of the world.
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