She’d lower the seat and get comfy. She’d talk about her past or her family, and she’d cry. She’d tell me not to tell our mutual friends that ...he cried. I’d admit a few things about myself along the way, though I’d reframe what happened so she wouldn’t freak out or anything. We’d hug each other goodbye, she’d tell me I smell good, and we’d be texting the next morning.In what I thought was a victory, Ophelia was starting to hear more and more stories about Cameron. At one point, she asked a. Graham's book, Angels, opened it and started reading. Pam continued reading her book on dreams as the fire popped and cracked.Late in the afternoon, I suggested we take a break and have a beer. I handed a Stella to Pam and asked, "Can we take a walk down to the lake? I need to stretch my legs and get some fresh air." I'd love to. This book is getting a bit deep for me. I need a break."The afternoon temperature was quite pleasant. We grabbed light jackets and began walking down the driveway.. More

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