Fay felt something tighten around her chest.“I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard music”, Nicole whispered from somewhere far away.
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Fay felt something tighten around her chest.“I can’t remember the last time I’ve heard music”, Nicole whispered from somewhere far away.
I wasn’t very sad when our son died. I mean of course I was sad, but not heart-broken. Sounds horrible, I know, but I just wasn’t.
I was thirteen when my father came up to me with a box. He handed it to me and told that there was a dead cat inside and asked me to bury it.