“Always in your head,” Randy said with a warm smile, holding onto the page but not looking at it.

“I’m sorry,” I said, exhaling a nervous laugh, “I’ve just… I always thought it was just me,” I sniffed.

“That’s how we’ve all felt,” Randy said.

We all?

“You mean there are more people like us?” I asked.

“Yes,” Randy said, holding me closer to him, “there are a lot of us.”

“Jesus…” I trailed off, thinking about all of my lives.

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