I'd never do something like this just for a whim. I... I don't know. I'm afraid of it being... something like love because-- Because he'll eventually grow older and he'll realize what kind of person I am. That I could allow myself to do something like this...
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And he'll want nothing to do with me and he'll-- [hate me.]
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[S- sigh] At first I thought... thought that he was only lonely, here. Because he didn't have any friends his own age here, or his classmates. Or his brother.