The day of the funeral was a blur of damp earth and hushed whispers, but one detail seared itself into my memory, burning brighter than any grief: the dress.And now, even …
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The hum of the engines was usually a lullaby to me. A promise of escape, a bridge to somewhere new. But this time, it was a drumbeat, loud and insistent, …
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