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tore apart the shirt she had worn last night. She couldn't tell the little one you heard wrong and try to cover it up, because the little one was very smart. He had his own worldview, although small,...ow how she was. He worried, he was really afraid she'd be foolish, truly afraid she'd follow him in suicide again. How much he wished to rush back to her side, to hold her tightly in his arms, and bru...