She understood its difficult personality and was grateful it had given her one of her own, because in the darkest moments of her life, that resilience alone had saved her. For all its exhausting complications and crowding, the city had always been her home. It stopped the feeling that her chest might cave in on itself from the weight of the shock and grief. Marks hosing down the sidewalk every Monday morning at ten o’ calmed her. The familiar storefronts, the kids playing out on the stoop two doors down, Mrs. But each time she thought seriously about it, the streets seemed to wrap around her. Miles would have been fine, even if finding a new place in the city was a headache. “Lore could have sold the house in a heartbeat and gone anywhere.
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