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Josh drank the last of his water and shook his head, standing up and walking over to Akira while softly smiling. "I don't think she would think that. I can explain a little to her and I'm sure she'd understand. If she has trouble reading what you write...I can help alright? I'm not planning on leaving you for a second today, not if I can help it."
Josh took Akira's hand, getting ready for him to stand up but not without asking. "You want anything before we leave, or are you done?" He wondered.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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