“I know I have lost him,” She says, drawing a shuddering breath as she paces the room.

“I know, because every single thing about him that I loved, that brought me joy, now grieves me. I am grieved. I am grieved by the way his smile reached his blue eyes, and the way he walks slowly so he can look around and see everything. I am grieved by the way he clasps hands of old ladies and help them cross the road with such tenderness as if he is their grandchild, and by the way his laugh comes from his belly. I am grieved by the very sight of him, by the way his eyes steal away my breath and tug at my heartstrings. I am so grieved; I have completely lost him.”

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