Our Footprints In The Sand
a new chapter

one last hug; the last hug for now, at least. I turn away toward the gates. I keep looking back. Emotion bubbles up; gets caught in my throat.

I fight it. ‘not till I’m out of sight.’

I’ll be strong, so she’ll be strong. And I’ll be back for you. I’ll always come back for you.

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