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That's The Thing About Faith. It Works.

Could It Be? Samantha Kingston? Home? On A Friday?” I Roll My Eyes. “i Don’t Know. Did You Do A Lot Of Acid In The Sixties? Could Be A Flashback.” “i Was Two Years Old In 1960. I Came Too Late For The Party.” He Leans Down And Pecks Me On The Head. I Pull Away Out Of Habit. “and I’m Not Even Going To Ask How You Know About Acid Flashbacks.” “what’s An Acid Flashback?” Izzy Crows. “nothing,” My Dad And I Say At The Same Time, And He Smiles At Me.

My Heart Is Fluid And Soaring. There's No Longer Any Space Between Heartbeats.

It Occurs To Me That For A Long Time She Has Been Doing Her Own Version Of Resisting.

They’d Already Taken Her From Me Once. I Didn’t Want To Lose Her Again.