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Soft Spot
By Valyssia


Sometimes, I swear, I’m barely qualified to tie my own shoes.

Not really. That’s not fair.

I’m just flawed.

Answers shouldn’t come easy. It seems wrong not to have to work. So even though it’s right there, under my nose, clear as day…I have to make things difficult. Really they’re simple—so, so simple that anyone else would just see. Plain as the nose on their face.

I cross my eyes. The proboscis at which I stare is unquestionably a honker. How could I miss that?

She giggles.

That’s one of the reasons I love her. She makes me see.

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