She startled me with a kiss on the mouth. Auntie always liked her men, you said. She’s been lonely a long time.

One night, your aunt said, we talked so terribly long. I mean, I thought we’d stay up till dawn. But I suppose we’re not so young any more. What did you talk about? Oh, dear, everything. The things that matter. Wars. And love. And the things we’d do if we could go back through. Through time.

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