Until today, he still keeps his picture, with her smiling with each other in a party in 1960, most recent at the top of the bed. My grandmother had died of cancer in 1999, when I was 7 years old. Tonight when I was at his house, he gave me the photos. He stepped closer and hugged me from behind, he said. "I remember that, that something doesn't last forever doesn't mean it's not worthwhile in your life".
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