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Chapter Forty-Six:  What He Is

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He didn't take the coat off for another hour.

She understood what the coat was. It was the thing he'd been wearing when he'd stopped himself from going to the city, and he hadn't taken it off because taking it off would have required him to accept that the thing was done and the doing of it was acceptable. Twelve years of control meetings, eleven minutes of standing still while someone he loved was in a situation he couldn't reach. He was still inside the cost of it. The coat was how you saw th
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