“Gretchen. Gretchen!”
Gretchen did not answer. Gretchen is not really her name. I have been searching for her, for a long time. She disappears behind the shadows. I have only gotten fleeting glimpses of her, except that one time. I found her under the stairs, in the smoke filled basement. Her body was against the wall, and mine against hers. I could smell her, I could feel her soul. She was tender, she was strong.
When will I find her? And will I know her secrets?
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