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May 08, 2009 02:07

"When your dad would beat you....would you ever fight back?"

"No. Never."

"...Why?"

"I don't know."

We bit into our honey garlic wings, careful not to get our fingers sticky, pulling meat from the bone, gently. Biting tongues.

Your fingers tangle in my hair. Mine (when not balled into fists, petulant) scratch at slivers. Knock on wood.

I realized tonight that my favorite person in the entire world is my cousin.
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