We Are Okay

We climbed the stairs to Mabel's room and she shut the door.

"So was he right?" she asked me. "Are you the kind of person who seeks out grief? Or do you just like that book?"

"I don't know," I told her. "I don't think I'm that kind of person."

b "I don't either," she said. "But it was an interesti

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"All the incest?" I asked.

"Hal That, too. But no."

He pulled up to Mabel's house, and I wished he would circle the block. Mabel was pressed against me-she'd let go of my hand but we were still touching-and I didn't know why it felt so good but I knew I didn't want it to stop. And the driver was trying to tell me something about t

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