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He looks at me. His face is dotted with raindrops but I think there are tears too. ‘I love her. I always have. You know that.’ ‘And me?’And I known he means how I feel about him and me kissing him.’You’re my friend, Gabriel.”Do you kiss all your friends like that?’ But he asks it without the harshness of his other questions. It’s a real question.’Just you.
