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    "You lost your balance," I say, "We're just lucky you didn't stab yourself with glass shards."

    "I'm sorry you had to clean up glass, Michael," Jeremy says, voice nearly breaking halfway through his apology.

    If I don't keep myself focused on fiddling with the TV volume, I'll kiss him. That's what I'll do.

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    In which Michael is all but glass.

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    07 Jan 2026