A tear slides over my cheek that I angrily scrub away. “Stop talking like you’re going to die tomorrow. We still have plenty of years left to annoy you.” “Oh, I’m planning on it. But whether I die tomorrow or twenty years from now, I wanted to make sure I had a chance to say thank you. I’ve had a very long life, and the years with you, well, they might be my absolute favorites.” The will is long forgotten as I tackle Aggy in a hug. My brothers are quick to join us, and between the sniffles and the wet patch on my shoulder, I know I’m not the only one struggling with emotion. I have no clue how
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