Week 3 – Let Me Hold Your Hand

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It wasn’t until I met him that I realized that intimacy isn’t found in the exchange of body heat. Strangely enough, I discovered this in the middle of a church service with the jazzed-up hymns bouncing off the walls. He sat an appropriate distance from me in the pew, but it wasn’t far enough to keep me from contemplating the shape of his fingers and wondering why I was so afraid to reach out and grab them.

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Week 3 – Let Me Hold Your Hand

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It wasn’t until I met him that I realized that intimacy isn’t found in the exchange of body heat. Strangely enough, I discovered this in the middle of a church service with the jazzed-up hymns bouncing off the walls. He sat an appropriate distance from me in the pew, but it wasn’t far enough to keep me from contemplating the shape of his fingers and wondering why I was so afraid to reach out and grab them.

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