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BACK IN her apartment. Candy sitting on her couch, the leash a dark line between her breasts inside the bright yellow sweater.

"You'll get her back for me now?"

"Yes." I took her key out of my pocket, running my fingers over it, rubbing hard. I tossed it to her. It bounced off her shoulder. She never took her eyes from me.

"I always loved you," she said.

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