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There was a picture in the background taped backwards. She always said she didn’t want people knowing what made her smile.

The socket had a scorch mark. She never told her landlord about it. I almost did.

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The charger light blinked red. That charger was always loose. I told her to get a new one.

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The room was brighter than usual. She always hated yellow lighting. The more I watched, the more it unraveled.

There was a dent in the headboard — my fault. Still there. It was like opening a box I sealed years ago.

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