6/3/2023 0 Comments Brutal Obsession by S. MasseryIt doesn’t matter where she is-she’s going to give me that photo album back. I zoom in, but I’m not too familiar with where she is. Good thing, too, because she’s not at home. Last time I had her phone, I gave myself access to her location. But the photo album missing has given me a second wind, and I pull up my app to find Violet. I blow by Knox and Miles and storm outside. I slide my feet back into my shoes and grab my keys. Her smile, her fake-serious expression when she caught me doing something I shouldn’t, and she was doing her best not to burst into giggles… those stick. Without them, I fear I’ll forget her face. So the photos in that book are the last pieces of her. He took down the pictures that hung on the wall, donated or tossed the clothes and jewelry she left behind. Dad had already removed evidence of her from his house. They spread her ashes into the Atlantic Ocean from a small fishing boat. We missed the tiny funeral out on Long Island. And in turn, I never got to say goodbye.īy the time we found out-by the time her family clued us in-she had been dead a week. She didn’t want to tell him about the cancer. Now I know she was here for one thing, and one thing only: to steal the last memorabilia from my mother.ĭad eradicated her from our lives when she left.Īnd then she died a year later, alone in a hospital room. I knew and I didn’t think to inspect every inch of it. Best Websites to Search for Travel Insurance in Canada
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