When youโve been poor all your life, you never really think it could be any other way. And sometimes youโre even happy, because at least youโve got your family and your health and your arms and legs and a roof over your head.
Marie LuI always knew, on some level, that I wouldn't live long. It's simply not written in my stars.
Marie LuHe loves so wholly. It is his nature. He blinks, then tries to find the right response. "I-" he stumbles. "I'm so afraid, June. So afraid of what might happen to-" I put two fingers against his lips to hush him. "Fear makes you stronger," I whisper. Before I can stop myself, I put my hands on his face and press my mouth to his.
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