My Danny

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Strands of dark black hair grew tangled as they were wrapped around her finger. Her eyes jumped from place to place, but never meet my own. Her left elbow propped her up. A cream coloured sheet draped over her and was tucked in under her arm. She was agitated, or maybe embarrassed. I couldn't tell. She was always so good at hiding her emotions, my Annie, almost too good.
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idk.