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"People you bury in your heart are too impossible to forget." I was eleven when my 'Mom' signed my papers and took me home. Her family had become a home I can run to.
He looked into her shocking blue eyes, framed with long black lashes. He knew she was dying. "Belle-Rose?" He asked. "Yes?" Came the weak reply.
"Please?" A petite woman with brunette shoulder length hair whispered in a raspy voice. "We'll get through this.
This is it. The last time. Will I be able to do it. My body was getting weak too fast. It was only one in the morning when I got up from bed, and dialled Drew's number from my cellphone.