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“Don't," she says. "Don't come back. You have no friends here." "Except you." Her steady gaze quavers, hazel on my blue, sadness on my sadness. "I am not a friend," she corrects. "I am a home." Her words are arrows, the warm sort, and I let them pierce me, one after the wonderful other. Her grip intensifies. "You will always have a home with me, Zera.” — Sara Wolf
Don't," she says. "Don't come back. You have no friends here."
"Except you."
Her steady gaze quavers, hazel on my blue, sadness on my sadness.
"I am not a friend," she corrects. "I am a home." Her words are arrows, the warm sort, and I let them pierce me, one after the wonderful other. Her grip intensifies. "You will always have a home with me, Zera.