Accordion Book. Sepia Micron Pen. © 2011 Uban. |
I...
...will see...
...you tomorrow,
Sweetheart.
I went to that viewing that I mentioned in an earlier post... It was incredibly strange for me. The last time I was at a viewing I was eleven years old. As we were leaving because the funeral was in the morning, her husband bent over the casket and said this. I think I broke into about a million and a half pieces right then.
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