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James
James Despite my hopes, the situation between Michael and Charlotte has not improved. The only people who can really hurt you, are those you love the most…. Michael sits on the couch, pretending to watch old movies. Charlotte is reading, but she’s standing up to do it. I sit with my laptop, trying to muster up the will to do some work, but finding myself constantly distracted by the cool looks the other two award each other. There’s a shudder and a rumble, as though of distant thunder or crashing traffic. We all look up and around. “What the hell was that?” I mutter. Trouble? I meet eyes with Michael, and as one we stand to look out and down. There’s nothing unusual to be seen, but perhaps there shouldn’t be. The noise sounded - felt - internal to the building. Charlotte has snappe
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