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Graves and stones and words and music weren’t for the dead, but the living they left behind.
“Grandmothers are designed to fuss over their grandchildren. It makes us happy. Don’t you want me to be happy?”
“I just can’t understand why you’d want me to worry this way. It’s not like you to be so selfish. It’s such a little thing to ask, and would do so much to relieve my mind.”
Wasn’t it miraculous, Morgan thought, to have someone love who you are, and never stop?
