Synopsis
People let you know about them, just what they want. you will never fully know them.
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Siren. Ambulance. Nurse. A relative. I.
Sitting on a dark red sofa. A red calls. do my thing.
- Oh my dear, I'm so sorry. What can I do for you?
- anything. Just - I hugged her tight. He could bet his front teeth he'd broken one of her ribs. But I didn't.
- you will live with me. My husband and I will take care of you. she said.
- You know, I can't cry. This is bad? I had to do something. I knew that asking would remove any awkwardness at the fact that I didn't shed a single tear.
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- Will this huge house be alone?
- After the forensics, yes.
- hm. Fools, found nothing. Not even a drop of sweat.
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