this morning as i walked him out, a familiar face waved to me from beyond the bushes.
she was walking to work, like she does every sunny day.
her smile grew big when she saw me wave back at her.
she knew who he was. she knew what he meant. she knew what i had done.
but she still waved, with that forgiving smile that a mother holds so well.
she's a
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