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Maria looked at me.
“No,” she said.
“I know,” I said. “I’m sorry I asked. Tell me the rest.”
“She hid it herself. Last week — I saw her put it in the box in her wardrobe, the one with the summer clothes. She put it there because she doesn’t wear it anymore. She told me it was from someone she wanted to forget.” Maria set the container down on the grass.continue reading …
