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“so are you fine? i’ll let you go eat, or whatever. i just wanted to make sure you were fine”

“yes. i’m fine. i promise” she closed her phone. the doorbell rang. she leaned over the railing as her brother carried the package inside the house.

“it’s for you” he said. a hipflask, a spool of dvds, a squished granola bar and a sweatshirt. curled up on the floor, she pressed her face into the sweatshirt. took a deep breath. she reached for her phone and pressed the call button.

“i’m not fine.”

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~ by ifindthisamusing on December 23, 2006.

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