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And so it was. That she was having. The Big A.
She couldn’t even get herself to say it out loud. The word. But it had crept up on her. Slowly but surely. That unkeenly attraction.
It was not like she didn’t know what it was. She was familiar with the letter ‘A’. The alphabet that had peppered her school life. Every subject in school had earned her a grade A. It was exactly what she expected, and what was expected of her. But an ‘A’ in adult life? She was not so sure.
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