Out of all Kevin had said, the last of it struck her the deepest. Her head raised, tilted to the side as she studied him, her brow furrowed and her eyes a bit wide. She didn't understand many things; this was one of them. This was new. Different.
"You wish to be like I am," she said softly. "Kevin, this is a mistake."
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"You wish to be like I am," she said softly. "Kevin, this is a mistake."