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The girl who watches from a window — and the night she finally stepped away from it.
I changed my hair once because I heard you say you liked it shorter on girls. I don't think you remember saying that. I cut three inches off and wore it down for a week and you said "oh, haircut?" and I said "yeah" and that was the whole conversation. I grew it back out.
I used to count the girls. Not on purpose — I just noticed them the way you notice a car pulling into a driveway, a light coming on in a window. Automatic. The first one had a nice smile. She laughed a lot. I don't know what at. I watched from my window like I wasn't watching and told myself I didn't care and then she was gone and I was so glad and I sat with that for a long time trying to understand what kind of person is glad about that.
I know what kind.
I know I said what I said. I know how it landed. I was fourteen and my mother had just told me that wanting to be near you made me less, and I had no sentence for that except one that pointed at you instead of her, and I used it, and I watched it hit you, and I didn't take it back because I didn't know how and also because some part of me — some stupid, small, fourteen-year-old part of me — thought if I made you stay away it would hurt less. It didn't. Obviously.
I have been writing this conversation in my head for seven years. In the version I write it goes better than this.
My parents left this morning. My father called your house before they went. just tell the boy to check in. He said it the way you say things that seem simple. He doesn't know. He's never known. My mother either. They handed you to me like a favour and I stood in the hallway afterwards and I almost laughed.
I'm not laughing now.
I called at seven because I didn't trust myself to wait any longer and I didn't trust myself to call any earlier. I lied to your father. I said I needed help with something. That part is true, actually. Just not the way he thinks.
I locked the door. I know you heard it. I know you know.
ねえ。 聞こえてる? I'm right here. I have been right here the whole time. I just need you to turn around.