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When I walk inside, Zara’s mother says to her, "You know, you can invite Amelia in"

I tell her I know Then I rush to my room, because it’s too much So in to sob Rhiannon’s right I know it I can never have these things

I don’t even check my email Either way, I don’t want to know

Ao to voicemail, have to compose myself into the most like Zara I can be, before I answer

"I’ to Mom She says you need to co to the bedroomor the front door?"

"The front door"

"Well, it looks like a little bird called progress is now sitting on our shoulder"

I yawn, then apologize for it

"No need to say you’re sorry, sleepyhead Dream a little dream of me, okay?"

"I will"

"I love you," she says

"I love you," I say

And then we hang up, because nothing else needs to be said after that

I want to give Zara her life back Even if I feel I deserve so like this, I don’t deserve it at her expense

She will remember all of it, I decide Not my discontent But the contentment that caused it

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