Delilah is gone, not in the soft quiet way of her grandparents fading into starched white hospital sheets. From the moment of impact, Delilah was so definitively gone that the paramedics wouldn’t touch her, wouldn’t even try. She was so very much gone that an open casket funeral was not an option because they couldn’t find enough pieces of her face on the train tracks. Her mama came and took all of her things that Cora hadn’t already hidden, ripped down her posters, threw her toothbrush in the trash, shut off her cell phone so Cora can’t even listen to her voicemail message. There is no
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