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She’s sitting on the beach, her legs pulled into her chest, her gaze on the starry sky

I move closer

The fear in her eyes comes into focus

She pulls her hands to her sides Lets them sink into the dry sand “It’s beautiful here”

“Yeah”

“More stars than I’ve ever seen”

There are, but it’s hard to see it as beautiful at thelike a stone

“I’m sorry about your mom I—”

“It’s okay She gets it”

She pats the spot next to her

I drop to the sand

She turns towardup your suit”

“I don’t care”

“I do I like it” She shifts, straddling me

She’s war