as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot — Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
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as if all the years haven't dulled that moment. She's staring at a spot of air in front of it, and I know, in that spot of air, is her son.

— Cath Crowley, Words in Deep Blue
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