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Chapter 6
How does it happen? Why does it happen? It will never be forgotten. It will never be told differently. There will never be a revision or varied modulation or… We come. Spent. In love. Together. Sweaty on the bed. Whispers in the splendorous and colorful and sticky evening: “I’ve fallen in love with you, Mr. Braun.” “Likewise, Fazan. With everything I have. Everything.” * * * * October 30 The architect, Lance Cardling, Ford’s current boyfriend, or fling—maybe I should say fling here, because I don’t think Ford is ever going to have a solid chance to settle down with a man. Spence shared his lumber with another lumberjack and Ford called it quits with the guy; not that I blame him, since I’ve never been into cheaters—lives in a log cabin at the West End Overlook that has a sky’s v
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