Whisper 1.32
Shea arrives early the next morning in the pouring down rain.
It feels amazing to see him again.
“Shea! You haven’t changed!” I tell him. “Your head leaves are white, sure, but you look as fresh as ever!”
I feel so excited. Shea is here! After all these years!
“There’s really nothing I need to tell you about the baby,” he says. “He’s doing great. Anyway, you know, plants don’t really care for…
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