Act Ninety-Two

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"Honey, are you happy?" Sometimes, Eddie asked me that, the same way my mom did. I never told him about it, he just cared.

I am a lot of things. I am curious, I am absent-minded at times, I am thin, I am quiet, I am a child in a grown person's body... and I am happy.

I am no longer bruised. I am not swollen at times, I am not cut, I am not empty, I will never again be a terrified boy in an adult's body... and that's because I am happy.

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