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I set down a bottle I’ve been drying for a good minute, lay the towel over the sink faucet, and put a hand to s were a little rocky with Malik and ”

She nods, clearly not needing the reazeback to me with her brows lifted in question

“He’s been cleared for full duty,” I say “He actually left to go to Ft Bragg this ”

And then I wait for her brows to knit, her face to pinch orry, and then her eyes to soften in sympathy

Except she just stares blankly

“He’s going to be doingin the apparent blanks she has

Mo Not even a flicker she’s bothered by this news onpurposely obtuse or she’s trying to strong-ar my fears

“Mom… he could die,” I finally blurt in exasperation “I could lose hi someone I love”

“So, you love Malik?” she asks, apparently her only curiosity But the question is starkly brazen, and she’s

What exactly are s for Malik?

I had yet to fully poke around the him I couldn’t be involved with someone in this line of work

My nore this Now her expression is a bit hard, definitely determined to make me peel away the layers and examine some hard truths

“Do you love him?” she asks bluntly