I Left Before Sunrise and Let the Truth Wake Them Up

ugly laugh. The kind that comes out when your body doesn’t know what else to do after carrying too much for too long.

Denise reached over and squeezed my knee once, eyes still on the road.

Neither of us said anything.

My old house disappeared in the side mirror.

If this one stuck with you, send it to somebody who’ll understand.

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