Joe did that a lot, she realized. He excelled at creating distance between them when he didn’t want to be reached. This is how it felt to want something really, really bad that you can never have. If she were Daisy, she would say it sucked, big-time. She wasn’t Daisy, so she rose and walked away, waiting until she was safe alone in her room to let a few quiet tears fall.
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