Oh Brother

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Instantly intimidated.
He stepped into the car, and I couldn't talk.
I wouldn't dare.

His voice was kind and soft.
I had a thought. If
He were to speak without a face
I wouldnt be able to recognize him

A whole in the cement that was paved back with grass.

I talked to him again yesterday, with the sister.
He was endearing.
I couldn't talk to him alone yet.

Too much quiet.

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