Big, heaving sobs rose in her, and she let herself cry, throwing herself into the bottomless pit of grief. It was perversely, overwhelmingly good to let go. She cried and cried, and Mira pushed a box of tissues toward her—the same tissue box she’d once given Mira—and she blew her nose and wiped her disgusting face and kept crying.
ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
