Dear Piaf,
It feels as though if I start crying, I will never stop.
I am tempted to write and ask if you have any availability before Friday, but if you did and I came in, I’d have to explain why I wanted to meet earlier. And it’s something we touched on very lightly but not in any kind of detail (No. 3), and I don’t want to have to explain that whole repeating drama again. Besides, talking about her always makes me feel worse.
Upper lip, stiffened.
ATAT
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