Some days Justine was the only bright spot in his day. She was like a pinpoint of light in the fog of Adam’s days, and when the sun hid behind the mountains and the grey moved in from the valley, she was just that. Especially if she wore that yellow dress. Something about her pale skin against her black hair and red lipstick lifted up the mood of the place.

 

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"... all my lovers were there with me, all my past and futures."

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