They keep coming back. Relentlessly. Sometimes soon after. Sometimes not in a long long while. Yet they keep coming back. Like she said they would.
She had warned me to be careful. But I didn’t want to heed her well-intentioned advice. Because I thought I knew better. I thought I knew better than her.
It is not that she is always right and that I am always wrong.
I hope.
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