Can’t You See it in My Eyes

Previously, on A Young American…

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I stared at her, and she stared back. There was a fear in her eyes. I shouldn’t have come, she probably thought, I could leave right now and he’d probably chalk it up to a hallucination. She broke the silence, “Hi.” And waved. I thought the wave was a little ridiculous.

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