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Because that tree has stood guard over my family for over thirty years. And because every beauty needs a little bauble every now and then.
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They five met for tea, worrying over the delicate cracks in the cups, glossing over the cracks in their hearts, and trying to forget that they five used to be six.
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Her guest gasped every time they saw those stairs and wondered what kind of mother was she? She said she wasn't sure how it would all turn out in the end, but day to day? She simply raised her babies close to the edge and taught them how to stop themselves from falling...
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He always wanted to buy her a new bike. Faster. Pinker. Cuter. But she didn't give up so easily on the things that lived in her soul. A trait that had worked in his favor many, many times over the years.
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I don’t want the heavens or the shooting stars. I don’t want gemstones or gold. I have those things already. I want…a steady hand. A kind soul. I want to fall asleep, and wake, knowing my heart is safe. I want to love, and be loved. {Shana Abé}
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It was the oddest thing. She collected vintage suitcases and globes, but she'd never booked a ticket, sent a postcard, or even traveled from town. I guess she was just happy to steal everyone's old adventures.
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She drove to the beach every day after work, tying on her bikini in stalled traffic. You can bet the truckers all thanked God she had a convertible.
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If you asked me what color her house was painted, I probably wouldn't have the words. Instead, I'd take you to an ice cream shoppe. We'd taste sherbets and sorbets and drizzle rainbowed sprinkles through our fingers. "Oh!" you'd say. "Delicious!" And I'd snap my fingers and say, "That's the color of her house."
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She wanted everything, but would've traded it all for just one thing that really mattered.
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We get a lot of sweet chances, but really only one shot at the truest love. The love we choose with eyes open. Freely and knowingly. Makes everything that comes before it and after seem almost careless. Man, did I pick well.
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It was their morning ritual. He made her coffee, and she made him love.
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She decorated with only one rule: keep things near that make you smile. It worked.
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She always used weeds as her centerpieces and invited every stray she could gather up. It's important, she thought, to always remember the forgotten.
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He liked giving her bouquets unexpectedly whenever he saw her. He liked to hear the joy in her voice catch up to the joy in her eyes. He liked to watch her lashes close while she breathed it all in deeply. He liked her true thank you, even though this was nothing new and never would be again. But mostly, he liked not having to miss her for a few hours.
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You can tell a lot about a woman by her garden. And hers grew wild, just like her babies...and her love.
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At a certain point, that empty birdcage started breaking her heart.
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His last resort was the old locksmith on the wrong side of town and with an equally questionable reputation. Damn it. Something had to open her heart.
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He gave her a nest and she gave him wings. Somewhere in between, they gave each other the world.
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She made the sort of cake that made your mouth water and your hand reach out to steal a taste before you could stop yourself. Come to think of it, her lips had the same damn effect.
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His stomach literally growled whenever he was around her. She kept feeding him different flavors, desperate to find his favorite...to no avail. That all changed the day he tasted her.
Her dinner parties were legend. So far, they were responsible for three marriages, one invention, two affairs, and at least four or five babies. That's not even counting the stolen kisses...
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Some thought she'd grow to be a little fish in the big sea. Some believed she'd become one of the big fish in a little sea. Everyone had an opinion, but she understood early on that the only one that mattered was her own. And she was just fine being the only fish in her sea. Just fine.
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