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A clean, contained thing.
I looked at the boy arranging marshmallows into a pattern only he understood.
I looked at the man sitting quietly across from me, one thumb tracing the rim of his mug.
I took a sip of the hot chocolate, warm and slightly too sweet and exactly right, and understood, for the first time since stepping off that plane, that the thing I had been escaping toward had already shifted into something I hadn't planned for at all.
I wasn't sure yet whether that was frightening or the opposite of it.
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