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…— there, by Mrs. Bunny’s tree, that small piece of a long-ago ghost of a life he and I once shared. It would be the last photo I would ever take of him. And it would be the last day I ever saw him, the last time I ever spent with him before … before he…
Liberty Forrest
Natalie
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In tears….oh Liberty….what a moving piece….💔
Wife, mother, teacher, people/music lover and writer: sharing bits of her soul one story at a time.
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