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All my life, in nameless, indeterminate ways, I’d tried to complete my life with someone else–first my father, then Hugh, even Whit, and I didn’t want that anymore. I wanted to belong to myself.
All my life, in nameless, indeterminate ways, I’d tried to complete my life with someone else–first my father, then Hugh, even Whit, and I didn’t want that anymore. I wanted to belong to myself.
