It was a sweet kiss, like a glass of water after a week in a sandstorm or a lungful of oxygen when you thought you had drowned or a kiss from the only person on earth who had loved Luca as I did.
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They deserve a moment to themselves,’ and I nodded and allowed him to guide me away from the grave, leaving
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kissed me sweetly but deeply,
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take our gulping sobs and blinded eyes and dissolving mascara and
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and hide them from the others,
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I walked on my own
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he gave me the gentlest word of encouragement to throw the rose
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every hope and wish and dream I’d ever nurtured tore itself up by the roots and miscarried into bloody little disasters inside me.