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In the morning, when the sun was half up and everything was purple and pink, Hollis got out of the pile of blankets.

He covered Annie with his side of the quilt and kissed her on the forehead. Left a note. Turned off the TV. Grabbed Mr. Watanabe’s violin and went next door.

They took a quick shower and got dressed.

You should take me.

To the train?

I want to understand you. The way you were before I arrived.

You sure?

Yes.

Hollis put his fingertips to their mouth. Kissed them quick and sweet.

Anything you want.