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Harry, you have no idea how much I miss you. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do. This was always a subject you wouldn’t want to talk about, like this situation would never happen. I hate the sad looks I still get when I go shopping, though I can’t blame any of them. If I were in their place, I would be doing the same. Trying to comfort someone who cannot be comforted. Leah and Seth are so much stronger than I feel anymore. It almost reminds me of us at that age. Though I’m glad Seth has the sense not to go and get some girlfriend like someone had before me.
I just wish I knew what I could do. Something that would make you happy if you were here. Some way I could tell you that I loved him one more time. It would be easier than biding my time cooking and cleaning and arguing over foolish things with cranky old men who don’t seem to want me to know all the tribe’s dirty little secrets. As if their secrets could get me dirty, let alone scared. I've been through a whole hell of a lot more then they have any day.
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Well, today has been eventful. I know it's a bit late, but spring cleaning is finally something I was able to finish. Perhaps fall is only called that so I can fall on my ass afterwards. Even will have dinner preped at record time. Not too shabby if I say so myself. Just wish I could set out a plate for Harry.
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