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Stephanie Sweeney's avatar

Loved these lines: "The bell—black, cracked, and half-swallowed by sand—rested like a relic fallen from heaven or some lesser place." and "Because something in him remembered what it felt like to be heard." That last one especially seems to get at a lot more than just the sound of a bell.

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Susie Mawhinney's avatar

You’ve packed a heap of beautiful prose into this chapter Ben, I’m looking forward to part 3 ! 🙏🏽

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