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’ I texted back. After Kate told me goodnight, she closed the door after she cut my light. Luckily, I have a salt lamp on my dresser that limits a soft yellow light so I don't have darkness surrounding me. Tomorrow is a new day filled with new opportunities. I will have fun, I will not embarrass myself or the restaurant and I will keep working hard because hard work will always pay off in the end. I left myself drifting into the darkness, wishing my sleep would be filled with dreams again.

She didn't turn on the lamp. She looked at the shelf. The book was there. Between the others. She couldn't see the cover. She knew it was there. Her phone buzzed. Idris: What are you doing? She typed: Sitting in the dark. Why? Because I don't need the light. What do you mean? She looked around the room. The white walls. The bare floor. The photo on the wall. The pot of basil on her desk. I mean I know where everything is.

“Probably before the stretch lights. We can do our homework at your house and then I can go home.” “Sounds like a plan best friend.”

I can’t think of any response that won’t dig me an even deeper hole, so I remain silent. It’s beginning to grow dim inside the store, so Lights extinguished his balls of light, not wanting to cause any kind of glow that could be visible from outside. We all dig into our packs to grab some food, so we can eat before it becomes too dark. After dinner, we all chat for awhile—thankfully avoiding the subject of Kai, who has not yet returned—and then turn in for what I hope will be a good night’s sleep.

But her bright smile and sweet personality got rid of any negative thoughts that I had. Christine Gyamfi Stanzolio is the Light to my Shadow.

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Alie The invitation says Conversation on Story: Building Worlds for Real Life which is the kind of title that makes you feel smart while you drink tea out of a paper cup and pretend the folding chair isn’t a folding chair. The bookstore is small, all honeyed wood and lamps that try to be kind. Someone strung twinkle lights between nonfiction and essays, like stars got cozy in the ceiling.

Suddenly, she asked, 'Fu Xingzhi, do you remember the book you wrote' Catch the Light '? Fu Xingzhi is familiar with this book, but he nodded and said, 'Of course I remember. Why?' 'The title page of this book says: I am close to the light, my palm burns, I let go, I am self-luminous, just like you.' Fu Xingzhi didn't expect her memory to be so good, and she was slightly stunned. 'That's right, so?' Cassie hit the nail on the head: 'What you call light writing here should be Jones Davis.'