Ahhh. This is perfectly lovely. My heartstrings! THEY ARE PULLED! *_*
That even sitting on the back porch after dark with a beer wasn’t worth it, because the ever present ache of loss flared up into a pain so fierce it made it hard to breathe, let alone drink.
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That even sitting on the back porch after dark with a beer wasn’t worth it, because the ever present ache of loss flared up into a pain so fierce it made it hard to breathe, let alone drink.
OH BOYS.