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You originally planned to just tell Lucille your name, but words rushed out as if your mind was speaking by itself. Before you could stop yourself, you'd already told her almost your entire biography.

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You were out of breath when you were finally done. You pressed your palm against your forehead. What just happened?

Lucille smiled at you, so you smiled back. The corners of your mouth twitched.

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