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Two Plane Tickets to Savannah and the Sixty Day Marriage Agreement

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filling the silence between us.

At three in the afternoon, I was standing in the department store at the mall, the air smelling of new synthetic rubber and cardboard. The mall was quiet on a Tuesday afternoon, save for the low hum of the escalator and the distant murmur of soft music.

I walked past the displays of running shirts and heavy coats, looking continue reading …

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