Chapter sixteen
He blinks up at me. "They just happen to be the salt of our lives, they are the jovial ones, the high-spirited. Funny much. That's how our group was formed, from pain. You wanna know why I'm telling you this?" I nod, and he adds. "I feel scared, sometimes, that someday we might all separate. I me
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