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You say, “We’re taking a detour.”
You say, “It’s somewhere I think you will appreciate.”
You say, “Because I know you.”
We park outside a library and walk around back to the pavilion.
We stare at the pond.
You tell me about being seven at art camp and learning bad words from
the carvings in the wooden posts.
You trace your finger where they used to be.
I stare at your hands.