#writtenby_iris

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She would tell him that she’s going to church and he would trust her of course. As she would take the path to the nearby church she would turn halfway around to the little street where I live. Knocking on my door, waiting impatiently she types on her phone letting him know she’ll come home late. I opened the door and saw her on the other side.

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