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There is a place in her spine that does not flex or bend like the rest of it, and it is there between the tips of her shoulderblades that she hides her grief. She has held it there so long that it has soaked through to the front, and her whole body curls protectively around it now like stunted flower petals. She closes her eyes against the pain, and shudders.

It has been like the falling of dominoes, followed by a tidal wave. The tiny slights and miscalculations adding up, the small issues multiplying into larger and larger ones, until with sudden and painful clarity she becomes aware of the magnitude of the mistake.

And there is nowhere to run. She must take the damage as it comes, and stand against it; or if she cannot stand against it, she must fall, but persevere and find the strength to crawl brokenly on.

Curled against herself, she braces for the water.

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