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Being separated from a person you hold dear always feels like a wound to the soul.
“I . . . wish you . . . enough . . . ,” she whispers, sounding exhausted, then closes her eye. “Enough sun to light up your days, enough rain that you appreciate the sun. Enough joy to strengthen your soul, enough pain that you can appreciate life’s small moments of happiness, enough meetings that you can . . . say a farewell . . .” With
