By silent, but seemingly mutual agreement, we reseal the boxes before shoving them into the utility closet. One day, maybe I will go through them, thoroughly examine my past, but not today. Not after working so hard to put it behind me. Not while Nicolo is attempting to do the same in the only way he can. Instead, while my baby brother showers, I do what I should have done hours ago. As soon as Nicolo recognized me at the recreational center. Leaning against the kitchen counter, I unlock my phone, and navigate to a number I rarely use. Calling…
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