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"Wow, I had never really thought about it until just recently… you know until me and my partner wanted to pursue it…”
Samuel’s eyes flicked down sheepishly. The woman in front of him, ten years his junior, had already lived and survived the rearing of children. One that wasn't even her own. Her tricks to help them ease at night, keep them warm and calm, had far surpassed what Samuel and Trine had even considered asking their parents for. Unable to look her in the eye, his gaze had fallen on the water glass in front of her. Its contents are clear as her insight into his problems at home; what he and his partner , who were both nearly in their mid forties, had been so blind to. Throughout his childhood he felt betrayed by parents’ separation and his partner had faced a myriad of problems due to the simple color of her skin. Though he underestimated the woman in front of him and the hardship she had faced by being born into a lower class than he and his partner; and she fell into a limbo state between the privilege of her skin tone and the disparaging events of her parents choices that kept her in a constant state of alertness. If he reached out now, underneath her hair and collar, would he squeeze to find solid rock? Her neck having to be petrified in order to hold her head high, looking for a brighter tomorrow where she can finally rest her worried mind?
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