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[darklingbird]

As I stood outside, my face upturned to watch the first snowflakes of the season fall from the sky, the phone rang. It was Jesspah's grandfather, telling her what we had all expected. We did not speak. It was just the two of us, standing in my backyard, staring at the gray sky and the blue twilight and the sparkling windows of my neighbors and the

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[anonymous]

Oh, no. I'm so sorry. I love you both so much.

You are so amazing though, at conveying what you are feeling without saying it. I want to come visit you tomorrow...I will trudge through the snow for you.