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Since then, we’ve maintained our book-based courtship. I’ve curled against Sam while she’s recited “The Raven,” “The Tell-Tale Heart,” and “Annabel Lee.” She’s done the same as I’ve read chapters from Jane Eyre. I’ve chased her around the apartment bellowing snatches from Henry V’s St. Crispian’s Day speech. We’ve wiggled our eyebrows at each other over Katherina and Petruchio’s barbs. I’ve mailed her copies of David McCullough’s John Adams and Malcolm Gladwell’s Blink bristling with flagged passages. She’s tricked me into participating in more Harry Potter analyses than I care to admit. But I think the moment it all started – closing the distance between each other when we sat, blushing when we made eye contact, mourning each other’s absence – was that night, King Lear, and her smile.

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