I Let A Homeless Man Sleep On My Couch And Came Home To A House I Barely Recognized

Adrian’s he’d finally reconnected with over the summer, someone he’d told me he’d assumed had given up on him entirely, until she hadn’t. A photo of the three of us at the park, squinting into the sun, Oliver’s arms thrown around both of us in a way that made the picture slightly blurry but somehow more precious for it.

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