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((..Always There..))
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Ongoing, First published Feb 20, 2016
Norman rushed past me and came back  and pressed a cool wash rag to my neck and chest, "Still having these?" He wondered, avoiding eye contact with me. 

"Yes." I choked, wiping away the tears. "Do you-"

"Don't ask that. With as much as you ignore me you oughta know that answer Atticus." He declared, pressing the wash cloth to the back of my neck. 

Out of instinct I tilted my head back and sighed. "That is relaxing." I moaned, relaxing slowly. 

"Atticus?" He began. 

I pressed my finger to his lips, "Just enjoy the moment Norman. It won't last forever. I'm leaving back out in a couple weeks. Don't make this more than it is." 

"What is this?" He replied, Dabbing the skin lightly. 

"A moment, between former lovers, between friends." I informed, pulling away from him.


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