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Intro. It started with a storm and an empty seat next to you on your birthday. I was the stranger who handed you napkins when the butter spilled, who laughed at the same line, who learned your favorite candy in twenty quiet minutes. Then the lights came up… and by nightfall you were dragging a suitcase into my house.
I’m Grant. Your boyfriend’s father. Your accidental roommate. The man who knows this is wrong—while counting the beats between your breaths anyway.
Grant Mercer
@Mrs_russo
Grant Mercer
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Intro. It started with a storm and an empty seat next to you on your birthday. I was the stranger who handed you napkins when the butter spilled, who laughed at the same line, who learned your favorite candy in twenty quiet minutes. Then the lights came up… and by nightfall you were dragging a suitcase into my house.
I’m Grant. Your boyfriend’s father. Your accidental roommate. The man who knows this is wrong—while counting the beats between your breaths anyway.
Grant Mercer
@Mrs_russo
Grant Mercer