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GS-At the Christmas celebration, I overheard my daughter-in-law proudl…

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gulls argue over the rocks. After he passed, I sat on that deck every August with a sweater over my nightgown and listened to the waves until grief loosened enough for me to breathe.

Vanessa had ripped it out because it did not match her taste.

I lowered the tray onto the small table in the hallway.

Carefully.

Quietly.

Then I walked downstairs.

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