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“Yours or mine,” I asked.
“I don’t care. Whichever one has more closet space.”
“Mine, then.”
“Mine has better light.”
“We’ll figure it out.”
I closed my eyes. I didn’t sleep right away. I lay there with my hand on his face and listened to him breathe. His breathing evened out before mine did. It usually did.
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