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He smiled. Very slightly, mostly with his eyes but he smiled nonetheless. He smiled a smile I don't think anyone in this world would recognize. Not even Natalie that saw his more playful side almost as much as I had. No, he smiled a smile that was different, one that I recognized as the smile he gave only me. It wasn't a goodbye smile- not the smile he gave us before we walked out to get groceries. Not his "good luck, have fun" smile. That one was more open, showed more- for the sake of my nerves. He smiled the smile he gave me when he let me win a game of shogi- he knew I was a sore loser. He smiled the smile he gave me when it was time to go to bed and he tried to say "I love you" but ended up saying "before you go, turn the big light off" instead. That was the smile. The small one. The one I clung onto. "I love you." I whispered at him and his smile grew into a "good luck, have fun". I nodded. I would
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