Mint.
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Ongoing8m
Last published Sat, Jul 23, 2016
"It was a cold day. One of the coldest we had had this winter so far. Harry went to get us some breakfast and coffee. I was alone at home, watching the rain patter against the window with an urge to be let in. I was snuggled up on the couch wearing my favorite red, plaid pajama bottoms and normal white shirt like I always did with the teddy Harold had gotten me for Valentines. It had his scent on it. The scent of his gum. Mint."
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