[ it’s a strange sensation, though not an unwelcome one. so few have ever offered her comfort. in her moment of greatest pain, her father reminded her i do not wish to hear of it.
she lingers in it, savouring the warmth — wiping her tears with the back of her hand. ]
You’re a sweet boy, Koby. I’m glad to have you in these troubled times.
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she lingers in it, savouring the warmth — wiping her tears with the back of her hand. ]
You’re a sweet boy, Koby.
I’m glad to have you in these troubled times.