[She kisses his cheek gently.] It's hard. But you keep trying. [And that's huge.]
I used to try and think about bad times with mine so I'd miss them less. [The soft sound of a clasp unlatching as she opens her wooden locket to look at her parents' photo.]
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I used to try and think about bad times with mine so I'd miss them less. [The soft sound of a clasp unlatching as she opens her wooden locket to look at her parents' photo.]