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As she walked up the stairs, she glanced back at me and reached for my hand.
I couldn’t see her mouth, but the wrinkles around her eyes told me that she was smiling, maybe even laughing. That’s Nadia… always giggling.
Seeing her tonight in that silky black dress (with matching elbow-length gloves) reminded me of why I fell i…
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