A to F

A to F at 18 years.
A to F at 18 years.

Part 1.1. Angel

There you were, a ginger-haired, lumpy bumpy baby boy, a boy growing into a complex of disabilities, ugly as an afterthought, and she loved you. It surpasses understanding. Loving you, like loving sausages, was a passion eschewing close inspection or contemplation of the object. She loved you despite — she loved you regardless — she loved you.

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