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At first it was only textures. The fabric felt like memory: the tack of late-summer air on the back of a neck, the cool slide of river-stones under foot, the tender warmth of a hand that had once held hers and had been taken away. Marla pressed the cloth to her face and it tasted like thunder in the distance and the hollow of a cathedral after candles had been blown out.
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