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The drive home from Patterson’s was a new kind of silent. It wasn’t the numb, comfortable quiet of my life with Sebastian. It…
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I stood there for a long time after they disappeared around the corner. The noise of the Baltimore street rushed back in, filling…
The jazz ensemble faltered, a lone trumpet note hanging in the air like a question, before dissolving into a silence so profound it…