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I cannot blame a person for something I am not privy to.

I just know that Jennifer was the first person I came across on Medium, and I *latched on* on that day.

My saying, I didn’t want to ask b/c I didn’t want to know was me saying, I didn’t want to know she left too, if that is the case.

We live not far from each other and hadn’t yet shared info…

So, there’s that.

I cannot blame you, I know not what’s going on.

And, if I did.

That’s not my way.

Again, you did the darn thing (meaning, you wrote your heart out. I felt it. That’s solid writing). Your heart’s out there. It was felt.

For whatever it’s worth, olive branches still work. Peace~

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