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Content Warning: allusions to child abuse, and mental health themes (trauma and PTSD) "It was a game," I say in a quiet voice. It makes me feel small to talk about it, vulnerable. Jasper perches on the edge of the playset above me. It's old and weathered, creaking under his palms when he shifts his weight. I lean my back against its worn wooden posts, tipping my chin up to the breeze. It smells like summer at eight years old in Florida heat with a playset just like this one, old and worn and weathered. There's a weight about it that seems a...
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