Yeah, but Mercy, he lives on the other side of the ocean.
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The morning light in her friend’s apartment was unreal and heavy like static snow on the television. Mercy watched smoke escape from the bright red rhombus of Waka’s lips, and for the first time, the impossibility of her own love story smacked her in the face. “Yeah, but Mercy,” Waka interrupted, “he lives on the other side of the ocean.”
He was accusing me without saying a single word.
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But for what was I guilty? This was the first time I had ever seen him, except right before I walked into the coffee shop and literally gave him the only cash I had on me: three crisp five dollar bills!