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  • Car ride.

    Cecilia remembered being in the backseat of her dad's car, but she couldn't for the life of her figure out what had transpired between then and now that had landed ...

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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart; I am, I am, I am.
— Sylvia Plath