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Saturday, October 29, 2011

 


She smiled and laughed out loud, and it was one of the most pleasant laughs I’ve heard – even to this day. All the joy left of her being was exposed in that single moment of happiness - betrayed only by the ocean of sadness that spilled onto her cheeks faster than she could wipe it away with the sleeve of her flannel shirt. I never saw her again. Nobody did; not even Keck, Eck’n Cleal.

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