But we talked it through, and I had help from his family. “We’re still forty kilometres high!”Bill Dzik laughed at me. ”Michael leaned back and pulled out the map. Empty windows and one little boy stare at the world.
”His desire for me to be different than him was the deepest rejection possible, and I bled for the wounds. Coffee set to work, happy to prove itself. No, he didn’t and he won’t. Bromeliads and orchids dangle from its ribs.
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