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best with words, but I do a pretty good job at reading body

language and she’s giving off a ton of understanding,

compassionate vibes that I didn’t expect.

I didn’t expect anyone to understand. Ever. That hits

me hard and I can feel tears burning at the top of my nose and

stinging in my eyes. I just felt that Adley would be a safe

person to tell, but of course I was afraid. I was so afraid. I’ve

been so scared my whole life. I guess I feel a little bit in shock

too. I can’t even begin to process everything that I feel. I’m so

used to being scared, to keeping everything locked up inside,

that I don’t know how to register that it’s out there now.

“Thank you for not being weird about it.”

“I wouldn’t be.”

“Some people would be.”

“I know. But I’m not. I would never be.”

“I just had this feeling that you would understand. I

kept thinking about it after breakfast yesterday. I just knew I

should tell you. I’m sorry if that feels like unburdening myself

to you and that’s a lot. I used to think about it as this filing

cabinet that I stuffed all the information and feelings into that I

didn’t want to process. I just felt like, these past few days, that

it burst wide open and I couldn’t get it closed back up and

everything just spilled out all over in this huge mess.”

Adley’s lips twitch. “And you said you aren’t good at

English.”

“I’m not.”

“That’s a pretty good analogy to me.”

I don’t know what to say. I guess I’m pre-programmed

to be nice and not selfish, and that part of me says that I can’t

stop now. “I’m sorry that I dragged you out here. Even if Tildy

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