Perhaps it was an overwrought projection of her own tumultuous emotions, but she swore she could see them quivering with passion as they faced one another. She had undeniably caused their split, but torrents of remorse undulated through her shivering frame. They belonged together—she could see that now. And theirs was such a weak divide; with but a single word, they could overcome this petty separation. Realizing that she alone could unite them, she redeemed her machinations by adding a coordinating conjunction after the comma, and the two independent clauses were joined as fate and proper sentence structure had intended.
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Unhealthy Serials
She squinted and then blinked hard, trying to bring her eyes into focus. Just how many of them were there? She couldn’t tell at first; it was all a jumble, and the uncertainty only made her head hurt more. But time was not on her side, and she knew what must be done to save others from this ghastly disarray—judgments be damned.
With a deft click, she added the serial comma.