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... window.
The night stretches outside—dark streets washed in bright light, streetlamps smearing into soft blurs as the car moves forward.
Cold.
Just like that night.
When I was little.
The memory comes without warning.
I’m sitting on the dining table, legs too short to touch the floor, swinging impatiently back and forth. A spoon clenched in my small hand, tapping against the edge of the bowl. I’m hungry—achingly so. The kitchen smells like chicken ...
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