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[psongster]

My next-door neighbor died on Friday. She was 85, but no one had any premonition that her departure was imminent. I don’t even know why. I talked with her daughter right afterwards, while all the emergency vehicles were still there, but that was a time for hugging and crying, not yet a time for telling the story. We were still in the story

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[the_shoshanna]

Wow. That must be so -- really, the first word that comes to mind for that first moment is startling. Sympathies.