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Letters to the Lighthouse We Never Built
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Mara reached across the table and took Theo's hand. "I'm not angry. I just missed you," she said. He let out a long breath, like he'd carried that weight for twenty years. "So," he said, sliding the old map out of his bag, "about that lighthouse." Mara smiled. "Let's go look at it right now."
They walked to the cliff that afternoon and stood over the old foundation. Mara knelt and brushed dirt off the first stone. "We start here," she said. They built it over one long summer, the map taped to a post for reference. The night the lamp lit, Theo whispered, "Took us long enough." Mara just grinned.
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