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Aug 17, 2006 02:10

He had bought her other things before this-things she liked more, at first-the child's ebony-and-turquoise ring that fitted her little finger; the wooden box, long and thin, beautifully dovetailed, that she used to hold paper clips; the soft gray sweater with a pouch pocket. It was his idea that when he could not be there to hold her hand she could hold her own-clasp her hands inside the lone pocket that stretched across the front.
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