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He sat for a while with his hands on his knees, watching the bend of her back as she gathered up her things -- a comb, a bottle of aspirin -- to take upstairs and pack.
She made him sad some days, and he was never sure why ; ;
it was something to do with her back, the thinness of it, and the quick, jerky way she bent.
She was too young, that was all ; ;
too young and thin and straight.
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