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xxix. passing history

“Have you been drinking?” I blurt out.

His hand is the right temperature in mine—not too hot or cold—but his palm is rough, calloused in some places. Oddly enough I like it. It makes him feel even more real.

For a second, he looks as if he’s about to say something witty, but stops himself. “No,” h...

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