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“Gat almost always saw, though. When blood dripped bare feet or poured over the book I was reading, he was kind He wrapped my wrists in soft white gauze and asked me ques tions about what had happened. He asked about Dad and about Gran as if talking about something could make it better. As if wounds needed attention.” — E. Lockhart
Gat almost always saw, though. When blood dripped bare feet or poured over the book I was reading, he was kind He wrapped my wrists in soft white gauze and asked me ques tions about what had happened. He asked about Dad and about Gran as if talking about something could make it better. As if wounds needed attention.