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“Carol,” he called, his voice gentle, and coaxing. “What are you doing?” | “Carol,” he called, his voice gentle, and coaxing. “What are you doing?” | ||
I had avoided Paul for a year, and I didn’t want to see him, but though I resisted, Carol pulled me back with her toward the road. | I had avoided Paul for a year, and I didn’t want to see him, but though I resisted, Carol pulled me back with her toward the road. | ||
“Not hiding from you,” she said. | |||
The two of us fell over the fence, tangled up in the sweater in the snow. | |||
“Come back inside,” he said. He wore a knit cap, a bomber jacket. When | |||
he spoke, his breath huffed, white and disarmingly tender in the space be- tween us. He turned to me. | |||
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