For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second — Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
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For a second, my hand touched yours, but that second is gone, and cannot be seen, heard or felt ever again. This second is gone, too, the moment in which I spoke by your side. It is dead. Let it die.

— Claire North, The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
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