reassured
raze
he
was
the
last
person
i
expected
to
say
something
comforting
or
wise
,
even
in
a
dream
.
i
felt
his
voice
move
through
an
old
white
telephone
in
a
house
that
wasn't
mine
,
in
a
room
mottled
with
memory
,
and
when
i
told
him
about
all
that
had
fled
from
me
without
any
fanfare,
he
said
, "
you'll
always
have
those
blue
and
red
words
."
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from