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Date: 2022-08-06 10:58 pm (UTC)She doesn’t care if Aunt Peggy hears her call him by his name. It’s the first time she’s allowed herself to say it out loud, and it’s taking up all the space in her head and chest, like a swarm of bees.
Her voice is steady as she stares at the path ahead of them. “If they could get me back, they’d have done it already.”