Death of a Beloved
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It's been a year since he's gone. I hope he's in heaven watching me when I pray for him. He'd love to hear about the way I've been doing. When I ask him to make a wish, he's a hell…
The Photograph
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I've kept her photograph in my wallet ever since she disappeared four years ago. I still hope that she will somehow somewhere show up again, with her big beautiful smile. I never intended to tell her what had happened to…
