And then he left, and came back, and our lives fell apart, like a well-loved book that you'd
read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.
read and read again, until one night you picked it up to read yourself to sleep and the binding collapsed, sending dozens of pages spiraling toward the floor.
( Jennifer Weiner )
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