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Cold
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Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2013
"What's with the jackets?" He asks, tugging on my hood string.
I pull away slightly, and slowly walk backwards.
"I'm just cold."
I turn around. Trying to get away; to be anywhere but here. I want to be anywhere but here.
He grabs onto my wrist, hiking my sleeve up a little.
"I don't think that's the case."
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