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it. Not perfectly, not without pain, but with the steadiness of someone who has stopped managing a version of her life and started simply living the real one.
The house is quieter now.
And it belongs to her.
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it. Not perfectly, not without pain, but with the steadiness of someone who has stopped managing a version of her life and started simply living the real one.
The house is quieter now.
And it belongs to her.
There is a particular kind of stillness that follows the worst moment of your life.
The world around you keeps moving. Carts roll past in hallways.continue reading …
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