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Mary Elizabeth
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“That thing isn’t staying,” I say, pointing to Phish. “I don’t have time to take care of it, Ella. Take it home with you.”
She faces me with a sly grin on her pouty lips. The front of her shirt is wet and sticking to her skin. “Don’t I live here now? Isn’t this our fish?”
“What?” my sister and Emerson question concurrently.
“Here we go,” Nicolette mumbles under her breath. She turns off the television.
“You’re moving in?” I ask. Anger melts away, leaving me lighthearted and unable to hold back a smile.
“Only if my fish can move in, too.”
“I love Phish,” I say”
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She faces me with a sly grin on her pouty lips. The front of her shirt is wet and sticking to her skin. “Don’t I live here now? Isn’t this our fish?”
“What?” my sister and Emerson question concurrently.
“Here we go,” Nicolette mumbles under her breath. She turns off the television.
“You’re moving in?” I ask. Anger melts away, leaving me lighthearted and unable to hold back a smile.
“Only if my fish can move in, too.”
“I love Phish,” I say”
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“I grip his wrists and lift onto my toes, forever trying to get through the barriers of skin and bones and gravity and relativity, hoping to find answers by crawling inside of him and mending our everythings. Teller pushes back until I’m against the wall once more and all it would take is the tilt of my head for our lips to touch.”
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