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Old Man

The old man rolls out of bed at 9:45am, his silver hair dishevelled, his eyes at the watery edge of blue.

He finds the girl on the couch.

He says, ‘I just got back from my run and swim. I hope I didn’t wake you when I got up.’

The girl smiles into her coffee, and knows that her world is perfect.

And then some.

By brookecutler2

Liver of life, lover of everything. đź’•

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