“I sob and clutch my stuffed bunny. Nick leaps up on my bed and squashes his body against mine, nuzzling my face with his muzzle until I lift it enough for him to lick away my tears. While the pixie rages downstairs, I wrap my arms around Nick’s furry body and cry into him. My shoulders quake from the effort of it. He whimpers once or twice and tries to lick my face some more, but mostly he watches the door, and eventually I stop with the pathetic sobbing stuff and just keep crying.”
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“I lived my grief; I slept mourning and ate sorrow and drank tears. I ignored all else.”
“My beautiful swan. My savior and my undoing.”
“No teas come, only memories. Memories and regrets.”
“كل زوجة تمنت ولو لحظة أن ترى زوجها مشنوقا وتبكي عليه بعد ذلك”
“She didn't shed a tear. Angels don't cry.”