How Dark the World Becomes

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by Frank Chadwick


  “Get some sleep, Sasha,” she said, and she left her hand on my shoulder. It was warm, and the warmth gradually spread down through my chest into my heart, and from there it filled my whole body. It was a feeling of contentment that I suppose lots of people know, but I’d never felt before, at least not when I was alive.

  I was home.

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