“What are you two whispering about?” She turned towards Martin. “You left the TV on when you fell asleep in the living room, so I turned it off. It was you! It was exactly you, but it was probably the photo they thought it was your mother! I dug it up after combing the Reader’s Guide To Periodical Literature for like, six hours straight. Giles's. It has instead found you. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. Jack was not half your age when he died. I wonder what men would say if we threw the mask aside—if we really told them what WE thought of them, really showed them what WE were.
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