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“We’re a lot like things already.” She bit her lower lip and laughed. “You and I both know it isn’t true, but that’s what we are to them.”
But I kept telling myself, I can lose my sight, but I can’t lose my mom.
“We’ll understand some things while we’re alive and some after we die. But it doesn’t really matter when it happens. What matters is that all the pain and all the sadness have meaning.”
It isn’t as hard as it might sound. Pretty soon I got used to living without mirrors.
