*touching it again, lightly, delicately -- he shakes his head* ... You know, I keep thinking about Ophelia. I keep thinking of her as this little dark-haired girl in a pretty dress, sitting alone and shyer even than you were, but she would light up whenever anyone was kind to her -- that's why I wanted to be friends with her -- to see her light up. Her brother never looked anything but darkly at me, though, and I never could befriend him. I don't think he even realized ... *laughs* I hope she's doing all right. I haven't spoken to her in a while, have I?
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