ands and giant balloons felt like they were from another world, a million miles away. I sa

that winding country road just outside of town. Today was supposed to be their

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the November air outside. I stared at the blank screen, my heart h

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lowly got up, my legs feeling like they were filled with s

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, their skin tight over their bones, and they stood unnaturally still.

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t. She tried to smile, but it wa

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put their memorial photos there this morning. A framed picture of Mom smiling at

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