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my forehead. “Get some sleep, Hannah.”
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The funeral was black clothes, bad coffee, and people saying, “He was a good man,” like that covered everything.
“Your uncle asked me to give you this.”
Ray’s boots by the door. His mug in the sink. The basil drooping in the window.
