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𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌
for a couple seconds, just to glance them over, it had his name after all, they were addressed towards him, he had an obligation, a right even to read at least one.
Seconds bled to minutes, minutes bled to hours and before he knew it, the contents of the velvety red box were emptied, spread Poppy's plush pink bedding.
Hobie folded the last letter, placing it off to the side.
He wasn't sure what he just read. No he knew what he just read, but he wasn't sure where to go from here. He thought as he kept reading, a sense of closure would be reached. All this did was make him realize something. Something a lesbian couple had informed him of already.
