Diane spooned warm apple-rhubarb pie onto the girl’s plates, topping each with scoops of ice cream. But all this business has driven it clean out of my head. “You are magnificent,” she said, “but the steel of your truth is a little oversharpened. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. "What in the world is it?" he asked.
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