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CHAPTER 105- Marcus, Slower

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She had been watching since February, when she first

noticed the chair differently.

Not the chair itself. She had watched Marcus use the

plastic chair at the edge of the far pitch since October

of the previous year, the slow delegation of the

standing to occasions that specifically required it, the

hip and the body setting the terms now rather than the

will. She and Damien had both noticed the chair and

were both not saying anything, moving around it with

the particular carefulness of two peopl
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