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Chapter 6
The good part of having a house to furnish was it kept my mind off Glenn. I withdrew a chunk of my inheritance and set about buying nearly everything, some from stores, some online. Necessities first: fridge, washer and dryer, bed, dresser, sofa, chairs, TV. After this came secondary things: desk, chair, and shelves for the bedroom that would become my study, rugs, dishes, silverware. Art for the walls, plants, accessories, pillows, bedding. I didn’t hurry the process, I enjoyed it, and every time I replaced something Reece had given me, I gained another pound of strength. Nights proved to be more of a challenge. TV helped, and I thought about trying to write, but my thoughts were far from coherent. When I tried to invent a character, I found myself housing a jumble or else empty. This un
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