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eight.

on the fifth day,

i realized calum was not fond of greetings.

"have you every wondered what it would feel like to fall?"

he asked, peering into the water far below.

i shallowed as i nodded,

"all the time."

"it's quite tempting." he said,

smoke blowing out of his mouth along with the words.

i agreed and he handed me my new book, eleanor and park,

before disappearing.

yours,

delia