I could hear her coming..
She was walking down the hall. Slowly. And she was saying “sorry”, “sorry”, “sorry” in a small, sad little voice. She didn’t look at me as she handed me what she was carrying and when I saw what was in her hands I cried.
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Comment by Sumin on 4/2/2005 @ 12:33 pm
I know that this is quite awhile after the fact… but…
awwwww…!
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