For my darling sweetheart who passed on to the Beautiful New Place three years ago tonight. See you soon, my love...."She was like that device they use in open heart
surgery that cracks your chest open and holds it gaping, wide, so you can
be healed. That fragile little muscle, scarred and scared and on the verge of
giving out, giving up, held now, tenderly, in her expert hands, beneath her
loving, healing gaze... God, how I loved her! My treasure. My gingersnap.
Love you. Love you forever. Goodnight, little sweetheart."
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