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My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

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He tossed it into the small wastebasket by the bed.

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My right hand moved to the plain silver band on my finger, twisting it around and around until the skin went pale. It was a cheap ring I had worn since my twenties, a piece of costume jewelry that left a faint green mark on my skin if the weather got humid.

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