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My sister cried into my coat early Monday morning.
The frost on her windshield hadn’t melted, so we puffed goodbyes outside into the cold air as her car purred low while it warmed.
I only knew she cried by the quivering sound of her words muffled into the thick, green fabric of my shoulder as she hugged me goodbye.
You see I prefer no eye contact when I say goodbye to people, because as everyone knows, tears are highly contagious.
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