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“…no need for you to be rude like that.”

Was I? I fade away. Wilt away.

I remember a deep rose pink coat, quilted in heart shapes, thick and warm. I remember Huskie football games with my dad, tasty hot dogs, and riding the accordion bus. Beautiful childhood.

I remember cold, cold days, just stepping into our camping van, Alice, draperies at the windows. My stuffed animals–Beanie Babies–were cold. I took off my coat and snuggled them inside.

I am not rude, young man. I am warm hearted. I am business-like, professional. Brief, to the point. But still a warm hearted girl inside. Your words cannot change who I am. You cannot change the heart God has given me.

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