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I pouraboutback to ait in detail

I never want soain

So, I fill her in on the darker parts of my childhood, the parts I deliberately left out ere first dating, not wanting her to feel sorry for me or to expose old wounds that, at that point, hadn’t completely healed I fill her in on the events of the su with Uncle Parker I tell her about learning there are worse things than a neglectful parent, like living with a man who resented the fact that you were even born I tell her stories about my residency, the crazy people I met in the ER, and the old wo my first two years in New York, but died the third, and how my roommates and I had been the only people at her funeral

I tell her aboutwith Parker and how much freer I feel, and how much I love my neorkplace, but mostly I tell her that I love her

And miss her

And that no good thing is quite as good without her around to share it I tell her that I need her and that I’ her, and that I hope someday she’ll realize that she needs me, too

But, truthfully, I’ that day to be any day soon I sa hurt she was, and Melody said Lark hasn’tthee

But still I write, hoping for the best, but expecting nothing to change for a long time

Maybe ever

So to say I’m surprised to look up fro down the sidewalk in a white sundress toward el, is an understatement I’m stunned

Dumbfounded

Rendered speechless, motionless All I can do is sit and stare as she draws closer

I’ theThe Root Cellar’s outdoor seating area, but then she stops Just…freezes in the middle of the sidewalk, as if I’ve called her na them from her face as she turns my way

When her gaze connects withsound escapes her lips She looks as shocked as I feel I begin to suspect this is some terrible coincidence, that she didn’t co to make a break for her car any second, when she says—

“I was on my way to your place”