But I don’t want small talk. Text me, and without saying hello,
tell me why you got so angry at your sister this morning. Tell me
why you have a scar shaped like Europe on the left side of your
neck. Send me paragraphs about the time you spent at your
grandmother’s house that one summer. Call me when I’m half
asleep and tell me why you believe in God. Tell me about the
first time you saw your dad cry. Go on for hours about things
that may not seem important because I promise that I’ll be
hanging on to every word you say. Tell me everything. I don’t
want someone who just talks about the
weather.
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