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Bench

Author: Loe_ells
last update publish date: 2026-04-05 22:48:14

POV: Hazel

BENCH

"Tell me something true," I said.

He looked at me from the other end of the bench with an expression that said he was not expecting that to be the opening.

"About what," he said.

"Anything," I said. "I have been in this house for two weeks and everyone in it says things that mean other things and I am tired of it. Just tell me something that is actually true."

He was quiet for a moment.

The garden was dark around us. We had come out here separately, twenty minutes apart, the wa
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