She had asked all these questions. She had asked me what I did and who I was and I had told her. I had told her all about everything. I’d mentioned some work stuff, some personal stuff. She was just so easy to talk to. She just kept asking questions. Always the right questions. And then, eventually, I found room within my own story, to ask her a questio…
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