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Why My Late Father Warned Me In A Dream About What I Was Wearing

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You okay?

I stared at the blinking cursor for a long moment, my thumb hovering over the keyboard.

I’ll tell you Saturday, I wrote. Just need a place to stay for a while.

No questions. No demands for explanation. Just:

Door’s open whenever you need it. I’m here.

I set the phone down and looked around the apartment. His furniture. His dishes. His art on continue reading …

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