I Thought I Would Be Alone at Graduation After My Parents Passed Away – Then Someone Covered My Eyes

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She reached across the table and took my hand. Her skin felt like tissue paper.

“You worked four years for that diploma.”

“I worked four years for Mom and Dad to see it. They won’t.”

“I know.”

“So what’s the point?”

“The point,” she said quietly, “is that you finish what you started.”

I pulled my hand back. I didn’t mean to. It just happened.

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