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A History [m.h.g.d.]
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Their relationship had been filled with its share of flippant and careless touches from the beginning, but Matty's hand on his back in the middle of the night meant something to him. It was intentional. It always had been. A reassurance in the dark that wordlessly communicated 'I am beside you'.
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A history of George and Matty told in brief vignettes, from alternating perspectives, over the course of 10 years. 13 parts.
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