Someone asked her if she remembered when she was last happy. She did not, or would not. She did, however, consider the weight of a new pear in her hand as she lifted the branch that held it, the twinge in her jaws at the first taste of lemon pie, and the way the dust in the air claimed home on her body and made her believe she was other, or else.
She had made up stories about herself for so long she lost track of which she had shared with whom. When she thought she had hold of the thread where it all began, it became easier and easier not to find it. Caring too much was not her fault.
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