“I sit for what feels like a long time, knowing that when I close the lid on the box, I'll be doing the same thing to Jack, and to the girl I was when I loved him. Maybe my mom is right—maybe it won't be forever—but for now I'm accepting the fact that it could be. I'll walk away knowing I've given him all my bests. Now I've got nothing left. I put the lid on the box and cover it with dirt until it disappears. I wipe the dust from my hands. A clean slate.”
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