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... d I watch Marcus’s shoulders tense as we pass that closet door. It’s still there. Still broken. I can feel the weight of whatever happened behind that door pressing down on him like a physical thing.
I squeeze his hand tighter. It feels cold in my hand and I know the weather has nothing to do with it.
Outside, Marcus stops and takes a deep breath like he’s been drowning. I don’t say anything until we’re in the car, doors closed, engine running. Safe.
"You okay?" I ask, th ...
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