nothing say sorry myself. apology left a residue me, a residue thinkin — Alexandra Kleeman, Intimations: Stories

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There was nothing else I could do but say sorry myself. His apology had left a residue in me, a residue on my thinking, and continuing on in this house without saying it would be entirely awkward. It would turn the small space toxic. So I said it, though I tried to lessen the potency of the apology by mumbling.

Alexandra Kleeman, Intimations: Stories

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