..."theres pillows in those cases, and one of them is mine"....I don't want it to be but thats just the fearful part of me, afraid to let go, and I can't do that. I went to a girls funeral yesterday. She was 16, almost 17. Her parents, a teacher and a lawyer. Her brother must be about 12 or 13 now. I used to babysit her and her brother. Her
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